No, sar-must have boat--if not for your sake, I must hab it, save my own life anyhow, for they hate me and kill me first; by de powers, stop a little." Jack felt the truth of Mesty's observation; he went aft with him, lowered down the small boat, and they hauled it alongside.

Jack went down with Mesty into the cabin and fetched his pistols.

"And the Spaniard, Mesty, can we leave him on board alone ?" "Yes, sar, he no got arms, and he see dat me have--but suppose he find arms he never dare do anything--I know de man." Our hero and Mesty went into the boat and shoved off, pulling gently on shore; the men were in a state of intoxication, so as not to be able to move, much less hear.

They cast off the cutter, towed her on board, and made her fast with the other boat astern.
"Now, sar, we may go to bed; to-morrow morning you will see." "They have everything they require on shore," replied Easy, "all they could want with the cutter would be to molest us." "Stop a little," replied Mesty.

Jack and Mesty went to bed, and as a precaution against the Spaniard, which was hardly necessary, Mesty locked the cabin door but Mesty never forgot anything.
Jack slept little that night--had melancholy forebodings which he could not shake off; indeed, Jack had reflected so much since he had left the ship, he had had his eyes so much opened, and had felt what a responsibility he had taken by indulging himself in a whim of the moment, that it might be almost said, that in the course of one fortnight he had at once from a boy sprung up into a man.