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The captain's irritation showed itself in his treatment of the other captives.
               These were brought up every day from the hold, and kept on deck until

               dark, as the price they would fetch in the slave market in Tripoli would
               depend greatly upon their health and appearance; but when the captain

               came near them he several times struck them brutally, if they happened to
               be in his way. Gervaise had the greatest difficulty in restraining his
               indignation, and, indeed, only did so because he felt that his interference

               would but make things worse for them. When at last the ship cast anchor
               off Tripoli, the captain ordered the boats to be lowered. As he walked

               towards the gangway, he happened to push against one of the captives, a
               Greek girl of some ten years of age. With an angry exclamation he struck
               her to the deck. Gervaise sprang forward.



                "You brute!" he exclaimed in English.  "I have a good mind to throw you

               overboard, and will do so the next time you strike one of these children
               without cause."



               Infuriated by Gervaise's interference and threatening attitude, the corsair
               drew his long knife; but before he could strike, Gervaise caught his wrist;

               the knife fell from his hand, and Gervaise kicked it through the open
               gangway into the sea. The captain shouted to his men to seize the Christian,
               but the young knight's blood was up now. The first man who came at him

               he seized by the sash round his waist, and threw overboard; the two next he
                stretched on the deck with blows from his clenched fist. Some of the others

               now drew their weapons, but the captain shouted to them to sheath them.


                "Fools!" he yelled. "Is it not enough that your cowardice has already cost us

               the lives of three knights, whose capture would have brought us a big sum?
               Throw him down and bind him. What! are fifty of you afraid of one

               unarmed man? No wonder these Christians capture our ships, if this is the
               mettle of our crews!"



               Goaded by his words, the men made a general rush upon Gervaise, and, in
                spite of his desperate efforts, threw him on to the deck and bound him; then

               the captain, seizing a heavy stick in his left hand, his right being still
               powerless, showered blows upon him until Gervaise almost lost
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