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next. The bowsprit was over my head. I sprang to my feet and
leaped, stamping the coracle under water. With one hand I caught
the jib-boom, while my foot was lodged between the stay and the
brace; and as I still clung there panting, a dull blow told me that
the schooner had charged down upon and struck the coracle and
that I was left without retreat on the Hispaniola.

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