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the counter, 'England and York.'"
"And Joanna, my lord?" asked Dick.
"Nay, ye must get Joanna how ye can," replied the baron. "I have named
you for my choice in both these letters; but ye must get her for
yourself, boy. I have tried, as ye see here before you, and have lost my
life. More could no man do."
By this time the wounded man began to be very weary; and Dick, putting
the precious papers in his bosom, bade him be of good cheer, and left him
to repose.
The day was beginning to break, cold and blue, with flying squalls of
snow. Close under the lee of the Good Hope, the coast lay in alternate
rocky headlands and sandy bays; and further inland the wooded hill-tops
of Tunstall showed along the sky. Both the wind and the sea had gone
down; but the vessel wallowed deep, and scarce rose upon the waves.
Lawless was still fixed at the rudder; and by this time nearly all the
men had crawled on deck, and were now gazing, with blank faces, upon the
inhospitable coast.
"Are we going ashore?" asked Dick.
"
Ay," said Lawless, "unless we get first to the bottom."
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