It would have been easy enough to run away from the Dornoch; but this was by no means the intention of Captain Chantor.
He was very cool and self-possessed, and he did not ask his passenger for any further suggestions.

He understood his business thoroughly, though he had at first been disposed to make shorter work of the action than he had now adopted.

As soon as he had obtained his distance, he gave the order to bring the ship about.

Thus far he had not fired a gun, and the enemy had apparently had it all his own way.
The midship was in readiness to initiate the work of the Chateaugay.

At the proper moment, the gunner himself sighted the piece, the lock string was operated, and the hull of the ship shook under the discharge.
Christy had a spy-glass to his eye, levelled at the Dornoch.