There were the two watchmen, sure enough: red-cap on his back, as stiff as a handspike, with his arms stretched out like those of a crucifix and his teeth showing through his open lips; Israel Hands propped against the
bulwarks, his chin on his chest, his hands lying open before him on the deck, his face as white, under its tan, as a tallow candle.
For a long time, leaning against the
bulwark, I gazed over the stern at the gray column that seemed to stand swaying slightly in our wake always at the same distance.
Discipline, order, method, common care, we brought none of these things with us from our floating furnace; but we fought to be first over the
bulwarks, and in the bottom of the long-boat we fought again.
But wilder yet was the cry, and shriller still the scream, when there rose up from the shadow of those silent bulwarks the long lines of the English bowmen, and the arrows whizzed in a deadly sleet among the unprepared masses upon the pirate decks.
Cowed and disheartened by the loss of their leader, the Normans had given back and were now streaming over the bulwarks on to their own galley, dropping a dozen at a time on to her deck, But the anchor still held them in its crooked claw, and Sir Oliver with fifty men was hard upon their heels.
Ford's feet reached the edge of the bulwarks, and his hand clutching a rope he swung himself on board.
The pirate leader had stood by the bulwarks, a cord round his arms, and two stout archers on either side.
Thus arrayed they no longer hesitated, but flung themselves lightly over the
bulwarks, and were quickly frolicking about the decks.
The pirates respectfully cleared a passage for him, and it was only when he brought up against the
bulwarks that he spoke.
He jammed one end of the board into two nicks in the bulwarks, kicked out the leg, and ducked just in time to avoid a swinging blow from the man-o'-war's man.
There was another sound of tearing, the backbone flew over the bulwarks, and the fish, headless, gutted, and open, splashed in the tub, sending the salt water into Harvey's astonished mouth.
Penn doubled up, gasping among the fish, Manuel bowed back and forth to supple himself, and Long Jack leaned over the bulwarks. The cook appeared, noiseless as a black shadow, collected a mass of backbones and heads, and retreated.
Summary: UAE-based
Bulwark Technologies has announced that it will be showcasing an array of internationally acclaimed products at GITEX Technology Week 2019.
Clay Finnes is the sheriff of a small town in Georgia called
Bulwark. Recently separated from his wife, all he can think about is what went wrong, and will Jenna ever come back to him.
