5Lizbeth, walking on deck in the sunshine, heard the lookout on the masthead hail the deck with a sudden excited cry which brought everyone to attention.
“Land ho!” he yelled. “Deck there! Land three points on the larboard bow, Sir.”
Lizbeth stared out to sea. She could see nothing but the water, shading from emerald green to sapphire beneath an endless expanse of blue sky, but she knew that the information was what Rodney was waiting for and the mountains which would soon come into view should be of Dominica or Guadeloupe, while the Channel between these islands was the gateway of the pirates into the Caribbean Sea.
It was the thirty-seventh day since they had left Plymouth. On the twelfth day they had sited the Canary Islands and watered the ship. Rodney was not disposed to linger the
