He stood motionless , one hand to his ear . `` Pirates ! '' he cried . The others came closer to him . A strange smile was playing about his face , and Wendy saw it and shuddered . While that smile was on his face no one dared address him ; all they could do was to stand ready to obey . The order came sharp and incisive . `` Dive ! '' There was a gleam of legs , and instantly the lagoon seemed deserted . Marooners ' Rock stood alone in the forbidding waters as if it were itself marooned . The boat drew nearer . It was the pirate dinghy , with three figures in her , Smee and Starkey , and the third a captive , no other than Tiger Lily . Her hands and ankles were tied , and she knew what was to be her fate . She was to be left on the rock to perish , an end to one of her race more terrible than death by fire or torture , for is it not written in the book of the tribe that there is no path through water to the happy hunting-ground ? Yet her face was impassive ; she was the daughter of a chief , she must die as a chief 's daughter , it is enough . They had caught her boarding the pirate ship with a knife in her mouth . No watch was kept on the ship , it being Hook 's boast that the wind of his name guarded the ship for a mile around . Now her fate would help to guard it also . One more wail would go the round in that wind by night . In the gloom that they brought with them the two pirates did not see the rock till they crashed into it .
`` Luff , you lubber , '' cried an Irish voice that was XXXXX 's ; `` here 's the rock .
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