So we soon arrived at the Castle.
Here we found all humming like a hive of bees.

The yacht, which Captain Rooke had kept fired ever since the pursuing party under the Gospodar had left Vissarion, was already away, and tearing up the coast at a fearful rate.

The rifles and ammunition were stacked on the quay.

The field-guns, too, were equipped, and the cases of ammunition ready to ship.

The men, two hundred of them, were paraded in full kit, ready to start at a moment's notice.