Harcourt, hand me that wineskin and a goblet.

A draught will do us good after our climb and swim, and these good fellows will be none the worse for a cup also." Inspired with the hope of freedom, the slaves rowed steadily, and the sun had just set when they entered a little inlet in the rocky isle that was their place of rendezvous.
"Thanks be to the saints!" Sir John exclaimed, as they reached the entrance.

"There is Santoval's galley." There was a stir on board the galley as the boat was seen approaching.
The knights had put on their armour, which they had found still lying in the boat, the pirates, in their haste to pursue, having left her unexamined, while those who had remained on guard had abstained from touching anything until the return of their captain and comrades.
"Whence come you, Sir John, and what is the news?
No misfortune has befallen Ricord's galley, I hope ?" the Spanish knight in command shouted, as the boat came near enough for him to recognize the features of its occupants.
"All is well," Sir John shouted back; "but we have taken more prizes than we can manage, though not without hard fighting.

Seven knights have fallen, and at least ten others will not be able to buckle their armour on again for some time to come, so I have been sent here to beg your assistance; and it is well that it should be given speedily, for if more pirate vessels come up before you join, Ricord and his companions will be in a sorry plight." By this time the boat had reached the side of the galley, and as Sir John and his two companions stepped on board, the knights crowded round to hear the details of the news.

Exclamations of approval and satisfaction arose when Sir John related the incidents of the fight, and told them that the four vessels that had fallen into their hands formed part of Hassan Ali's fleet.
"That is good news indeed, Boswell," Don Santoval said; "and I would I had been there to take part in so gallant a fight.