But the former took to flight, her two lug sails staggering under a heavy wind, which the pursuing guns of the Ranger pelted with a hail-storm of shot.

The wherry escaped, spite the severe cannonade.
Off the Mull of Galoway, the day following, Paul found himself so nigh a large barley-freighted Scotch coaster, that, to prevent her carrying tidings of him to land, he dispatched her with the news, stern foremost, to Hades; sinking her, and sowing her barley in the sea broadcast by a broadside.

From her crew he learned that there was a fleet of twenty or thirty sail at anchor in Lochryan, with an armed brigantine.

He pointed his prow thither; but at the mouth of the lock, the wind turned against him again in hard squalls.

He abandoned the project.