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\102 The Third Lash. air. “I doubt that those galleys ever made port, crippled as they were——” “But our Frenchman? I wonder why I have a partic- ular weakness for that Frenchman, though she fired on us!’ said the musketeer. “The ‘beach from the port to little Salinas will be embroidered with the wreckage, like fretwork, and the dead, like pearls!” “And the Frenchman?” repeated the other, staring about in the mist. _ “She wanted a pilot, did she not? Hence, the coast is new to her! that chance has she, then, when, down there at Oporto, I can see the forlorn craft trying to beat out seaward, unable to attempt the bar? I would not navigate the constellation of the ship into a celestial haven on a night like this!” “Can ‘we do nothing to make head against this third attack, that you unerringly foretell?” asked the soldier, quickly, fearing that they could converse little longer by the ominous whistling and soughing of a coming wind. “Nothing that I know of, but what I am doing—lash- ing myself to a pole and trusting to the saint having care of her own. Louis or Pedro, I doubt if one has a better chance than the other. We may be trundled ashore with some of our limbs unshattered. Oh, for a toothful of that good liquor which that double-faced purser sucked out of the bottle to put in that treacherous message! What a master of divination are you to per- ceive his falseness! I would have trusted Manuel with my life!” “Ait present, that is little to trust any with! Jf the In- quisition hadi tten thousand familiars of that type, which I doubt not, your scheme to detach Portugal from its clutch would be atharder task than from Spain.” “Tf, my young friend,” returned the Portuguese, pater- nally, “you should learn that, to conquer, politics must only act when religion is asleep or glutted. Now, the Inquisition does not sleep; and as Portugal has been totally rinsed of the Moors, the Jews and tthe infidel generally, I consider it is digesting its spoil.” D’Artagnan did not carry on the debate or stop to GOMmIGbooks (E(0)