I cannot now undo the evil I have done them.

I can only furnish the means of escape, so that they may have time and opportunity to mend their ways; and, hark'ee, the sooner they leave this place the better.

It will no longer be a safe retreat.

Farewell!" While he was speaking he led the man by the arm to the side of the schooner, and constrained him to get into the boat.

As he uttered the last word he cut the rope that held it, and let it drop astern.
Gascoyne immediately resumed his place at the helm, and once more the schooner was running through the water, almost gunwale under, towards the place where the Wasp had been wrecked.
Without uttering a word of explanation, and apparently forgetful of every one near him, the pirate continued during the remainder of that night to steer the Foam out and in among the roaring breakers, as if he were trying how near he could venture to the jaws of destruction without actually plunging into them.