"I hope to God we don't run across him! Which way did he go, did you say ?" "He went off nor'-east, but his prowling-ground is hereabouts.

What guns do you carry, sir ?" "Ten eighteen-pound carronades." I shook my head.

"He could play with you as he did with us, and you could never hit back." "-- -- him!" said the old man, and went out much disturbed.
The cheery little doctor chatted with me for a few minutes, and told me that both they and the Indiaman we saw _Red Hand_ looting belonged to the convoy we had seen pass three days before, but, having sprung some of their upper gear in the storm, they had had to put into Lisbon for repairs, and the rest could not wait for the two lame ducks.
"Think he'll come across us ?" he asked anxiously.
"I'll pray God he doesn't.

For I don't see what you can do if he does." "I'm inclined to think that the best thing would be to let him take what he wants and go.

He let the _Mary Jane_ go, you say ?" "She went one way and he the other, when he'd sunk us, and we were told he rarely makes prizes.