But now, oddly enough, Captain Cy seemed much less troubled.

He looked at Miss Dawes and there was a dancing twinkle in his eye.
"Is it--" began the lady, in an agitated whisper.
"The boardin' party?
I presume likely." "But what can you do ?" "Stand by the repel, I guess," was the calm reply.

"I told you that they had most of the ammunition, but ours ain't all blank cartridges.

You stay below and listen to the broadsides." They heard Georgianna cross the dining room.

There was a murmur of voices at the door.