The sea was not heavy, and the captain laid her alongside of the prize.
"Do you surrender ?" demanded the commander in a loud tone, but with his usual dignity.
"I do not surrender!" replied the captain of the steamer.
"Boarders away!" shouted Captain Breaker.
Christy Passford was the first to leap upon the rail of the other vessel, and then he dropped in the same instant upon her deck.

At that moment he was conscious that the steamer under him was moving, though it might be the shaking which the Bellevite gave her when she came alongside.

On the deck of the prize, as he still taught himself to consider her, he saw not more than thirty men; and with nearly three times that number on the other side, it did not look as if it could be a very hotly contested battle.
As Christy jumped down from the rail, Beeks followed him, and he was not a little surprised to find that they were alone.

But there was no enemy at hand upon whom he could flesh his cutlass, and he sprang upon the rail again.

He found that his impression had been correct, for the vessel was moving.