Then they were filled with a superstitious horror, believing that the wild visitors were devils who had dropped from the sky, for there seemed no other place from which they could come.

Making no attempt to defend themselves, the sailors, wild with terror, tumbled below and hid themselves, without even giving an alarm.
The Spanish captain was still playing cards, and whether he was winning or losing, the old historians do not tell us, but very suddenly a newcomer took a hand in the game.

This was Peter the Great, and he played the ace of trumps.

With a great pistol in his hand, he called upon the Spanish captain to surrender.

That noble commander glanced around.