"I am sorry, gentlemen, that this should be so, for I fear that it will go harder with you than if you were French, when, of course, you would be merely prisoners of war." "We should be prisoners of war, now," Colonel Wauchop said.

"We are in the service of the King of France, and were but obeying his orders, along with our French comrades." "I hope they may see it in that light, in London," the officer said courteously; "but I doubt whether, at the present moment, they will take a calm view of the subject.

However, I hope they will do so, especially as no shot has been fired by you, and they cannot charge you with resisting capture.

At any rate, gentlemen, I will do my best to make you comfortable while you are under my charge.

I must ask a few of you to shift your quarters, so as to make room for me and the three officers with me; beyond that you will continue, as before, to use the ship as passengers." When darkness set in, the pursuit was discontinued.