The young leader cast a rapid glance about the shed . The fire had just been replenished , and gave forth volumes of black smoke , so that it was difficult to see clearly in the further corners . It was plain , however , that the outlaws very largely outnumbered the remainder of the guests . Satisfied upon this point , in case of any failure in the operation of his plan , Dick strode up to the table and resumed his place upon the bench . `` Hey ? '' cried the skipper , tipsily , `` who are ye , hey ? '' `` I want a word with you without , Master Arblaster , '' returned Dick ; `` and here is what we shall talk of . '' And he showed him a gold noble in the glimmer of the firelight . The shipman 's eyes burned , although he still failed to recognise our hero . `` Ay , boy , '' he said , `` I am with you . Gossip , I will be back anon . Drink fair , gossip ; '' and , taking Dick 's arm to steady his uneven steps , he walked to the door of the alehouse . As soon as he was over the threshold , ten strong arms had seized and bound him ; and in two minutes more , with his limbs trussed one to another , and a good gag in his mouth , he had been tumbled neck and crop into a neighbouring hay-barn . Presently , his man Tom , similarly secured , was tossed beside him , and the pair were left to their uncouth reflections for the night . And now , as the time for concealment had gone by , Lord Foxham 's followers were summoned by a preconcerted signal , and the party , boldly taking possession of as many boats as their numbers required , pulled in a flotilla for the light in the rigging of the ship . Long before the last man had climbed to the deck of the Good Hope , the sound of furious shouting from the shore showed that a part , at least , of the seamen had discovered the loss of their skiffs . But it was now too late , whether for recovery or revenge . Out of some forty fighting men now mustered in the stolen ship , eight had been to sea , and could play the part of mariners . With the aid of these , a slice of sail was got upon her . The cable was cut .
Lawless , vacillating on his feet , and still shouting the chorus of sea-ballads , took the long tiller in his hands : and the Good Hope began to flit forward into the darkness of the XXXXX , and to face the great waves beyond the harbour bar .
Ay Dick Foxham alehouse anon fire hay-barn left mariners night