This was the vile brood which the early eighteenth century had spawned forth, and of them all there was none who could compare in audacity, wickedness, and evil repute with the unutterable Sharkey.
It was early in May, in the year 1720, that the Happy Delivery lay with her fore-yard aback some five leagues west of the Windward Passage, waiting to see what rich, helpless craft the trade-wind might bring down to her.
Three days she had lain there, a sinister black speck
(он находился там уже три дня – зловещее черное пятно; to lie), in the centre of the great sapphire circle of the ocean (в центре огромной темно-синей окружности океана; sapphire – сапфировый; темно-синий). Far to the south-east the low blue hills of Hispaniola (далеко на юго-востоке невысокие голубые холмы Эспаньолы) showed up on the skyline (выступали над линией горизонта; to show up – виднеться, вырисовываться).Hour by hour as he waited without avail
(час за часом проходил в бесплодном ожидании; without – без, в отсутствие; avail – польза, выгода), Sharkey’s savage temper had risen (и раздражение Шарки переросло в бешенство; temper – характер, нрав; вспыльчивость; to rise – вставать, восходить; увеличиваться, возрастать), for his arrogant spirit chafed against any contradiction (ибо его заносчивая натура раздражалась от любого противодействия; to chafe – тереть, втирать; раздражаться, нервничать), even from Fate itself (даже если /его оказывала/ сама судьба). To his quartermaster, Ned Galloway, he had said that night (своему интенданту Нэду Гэллоуэю той ночью он сказал), with his odious neighing laugh (со своим отвратительным, напоминающим ржание смехом; to neigh – ржать), that the crew of the next captured vessel should answer to him (что экипаж следующего захваченного судна ответит ему) for having kept him waiting so long (за то, что заставил его ждать так долго; to keep – держать, хранить; вынуждать, заставлять).
Three days she had lain there, a sinister black speck, in the centre of the great sapphire circle of the ocean. Far to the south-east the low blue hills of Hispaniola showed up on the skyline.
Hour by hour as he waited without avail, Sharkey’s savage temper had risen, for his arrogant spirit chafed against any contradiction, even from Fate itself. To his quartermaster, Ned Galloway, he had said that night, with his odious neighing laugh, that the crew of the next captured vessel should answer to him for having kept him waiting so long.