THE BATTLE ALONGSIDE THE BELLEVITE The signal lights at the bend of the river had burned out, and nothing could be seen in that direction.

The turn of the tide had carried the wreck of the Vampire, if she was a wreck, down the stream, and beyond what the steward had reported, nothing was known in regard to her.

Mr.
Watts possessed himself of the single fact that her walking-beam had been carried away by the shot, and he had not waited to ascertain anything more.

She was disabled, and he had been instructed to hasten up the river as soon as he had assured himself of this fact, and made the signal.
As the extent of the calamity to the enemy was unknown, the young commander began to have some painful doubts in regard to the immediate future.

He had given the order to slip the cable, and he could hear the rattle of the chain as it passed out through the hawse-hole.