By the mark seven!
Seven fathoms was ample, with the tide making. Brown against greenthose were the batteries on Saltholm, dimly visible in the smoke; young Carlin on the main-deck was pointing out the target to the port-side twelve-pounders.
By the deep six, and half six!
A sudden tremendous crash, as the port-side battery fired all together. The Nonsuch heaved with the recoil, and as she did so came the leadsmans cry.
And a half six!
Starboard your helm, said Bush. Stand by, the starboard guns!
Nonsuch poised herself for the turn; as far as Hornblower could tell, not a shot had been fired at her at present.
By the mark five!
They must be shaving the point of the shoal. There were the Amager batteries in plain sightthe starboard-side guns, with the additional elevation due to the heel of the ship, should be able to reach them. Both broadsides together, this time, an ear-splitting crash, and the smoke from the starboard guns billowed across the deck, bitter and irritant.
And a half five!
That was better. God, Harvey was hit. The bomb-ketch, two cables length ahead of Nonsuch, changed in a moment from a fighting vessel to a wreck. Her towering mainmast, enormous for her size, had been cut through just above her deck; mast and shrouds, and the huge area of canvas she carried, were trailing over her quarter. Her stumpy mizzen-topmast had gone as well, hanging down from the cap. Raven as her orders dictated, swept past her, and Harvey lay helpless as Nonsuch hurtled down upon her.
Back the main-topsl! roared Bush.
Stand by with the heaving-line, there! said Hurst.
And a half five! called the leadsman.
Helm-a-lee, said Bush, and then in the midst of the bustle the starboard broadside bellowed out again, as the guns bore on the Amager batteries, and the smoke swept across the decks. Nonsuch heaved
over; her backed topsail caught the wind and checked her way as she recovered. She hovered with the battered Harvey close alongside. Hornblower could see Mound, her captain, directing the efforts of her crew from his station at the foot of her mizzenmast. Hornblower put his speaking-trumpet to his lips.
Cut that wreckage away, smartly, now.
Stand by for the line! shouted Hurst.
The heaving-line, well thrown, dropped across her mizzen shrouds, and Mound himself seized it; Hurst dashed below to superintend the passing across of the towline, which lay on the lower gun-deck all ready to be passed out of an after gun-port. A splintering crash forward told that one shot at least from Amager had struck home on Nonsuch. Axes were cutting furiously at the tangle of shrouds over the Harvey s side; a group of seamen were furiously hauling in the three-inch line from Nonsuch which had been bent on the heaving-line. Another crash forward; Hornblower swung round to see that a couple of foremast shrouds had parted at the chains. With the Nonsuch lying nearly head to wind neither port-side nor starboard-side guns bore to make reply, but Carlin had a couple of guns crews hard at work with hand-spikes heaving the two foremost guns roundit would be as well to keep the batteries under fire so as not to allow them to indulge in mere target practice. Hornblower turned back; Nonsuch s stern was almost against Harvey s quarter, but some capable officer already had two spars out from the stern gallery to boom her off. The big cable itself was on its way over now; as Hornblower watched he saw Harvey s men reach and grasp it.
Well take you out stern first, Mr. Mound, yelled Hornblower through his speaking-trumpetthere was no time to waste while they took the cable forward. Mound waved acknowledgement.
Quarter less five, came the voice of the leadsman; the leeway which the two vessels were making was carrying them down on the Saltholm shoals.
On the heels of the cry came the bang-bang of the two guns which Carlin had brought to bear on the Amager batteries, and following that came the howl of shot passing overhead. There were holes in main and mizzen-topsailsthe enemy were trying to disable Nonsuch.
Shall I square away, sir? came Bushs voice at Hornblowers side.
Mound had taken a turn with the cables end round the base of the Harvey s mizzenmast, which was stepped so far aft as to make a convenient point to tow from. He was waving his arms to show that all was secure, and his axemen were hacking at the last of the mainmast shrouds.
Yes, Captain. Hornblower hesitated before dropping a word of advice on a matter which was strictly Bushs business. Take the strain slowly, or youll part the tow or pluck that mizzenmast clear out of her. Haul your headsails up to starboard, then get her slowly under way before you brace up your main-topsl.
Aye aye, sir.
Bush showed no resentment at Hornblowers telling him what to do, for he knew very well that Hornblowers advice was something more valuable than gold could ever buy.
And if I were doing it Id keep the towline shortstern first, with nothing to keep her under control, Harvey ll tow better that way.
Aye aye, sir.