It's best fer both of us ter hold our tongues.

Ay, they're ready fer ye now.

Fall in there--all of yer.

Step along, yer damn rebel scum." We passed aboard over the narrow gang-plank, four abreast, dragging our feet, and were halted on the forward deck, while artificers removed our chains.

As these were knocked off, the released prisoners disappeared one by one down the forward hatch, into the space between the decks which had been roughly fitted up for their confinement during the long voyage.