But of this the crew thought little.

They were occupied in hurling darts, arrows, and combustibles into the pirates as these backed off, in an already sinking condition.
"Now I think we can go," the captain said, and ordered the whole of the oars to be manned.
They were speedily got out, and the Bonito made her way out through the mouth of the harbour.

The pirates, in their lighter boats, rowed round and round her, shooting clouds of arrows, but not venturing to come to close quarters, after the fate which had befallen the four largest vessels of their fleet.
As soon as they were clear of the islet the sails were hoisted.

The wind had fallen much during the night, and had worked round to the east, and under sails and oars the Bonito left the island, none of the pirates venturing to follow in pursuit.

The oars were soon laid in, and the men, with mallets and chisels, set to work to caulk the seams through which the water was making its way.