"Yes, and be quick too, Massa Easy; d--n the women, they toss their handkerchief in the air to people in the battery--quick, Massa Easy." Mesty was right--the Spanish girls were waving their handkerchiefs for assistance; it was all that they could do, poor things.

Jack hastened into the cabin, laid hold of the two young ladies, very politely pulled them out of the quarter gallery, and begged that they would not give themselves so much trouble.

The young ladies looked very much confused, and as they could no longer wave their handkerchiefs, they put them up to their eyes and began to weep, while the elderly lady went on her knees, and held her hands up for mercy.

Jack raised her up, and very politely handed her to one of the cabin lockers.
In the meantime Mesty, with his gleaming knife and expressive look, had done wonders with the captain's steward, for such the man was: and a breakfast of chocolate, salt meat, hams and sausages, white biscuit and red wine, had been spread on the quarter-deck.

The men had come from aloft, and Jack was summoned on deck.