Robert looked up and shuddered violently.

Over the schooner floated the black flag, exultant and merciless.
The tarpaulin was lifted and the long bronze gun in the stern was uncovered.

Beside her stood the gunners, ready for action.

The boatswain's whistle blew and the dark crew stood forth, armed to the teeth, eager for action, and spoil.

Carlos, a heavy cutlass in hand, awaited his master's orders.