The captain requested the presence of the two passengers in his cabin, and read to them in full the latest instructions that had been sent off to him.
"Our next duty is to look for the Dornoch, with her six guns and fifty men, and we are not likely to have so soft a time of it as we had with the Ionian," said Captain Chantor, when he had read the letter.
"The Chateaugay is reasonably fast, though she could not hold her own with the Bellevite, or even the Bronx; and you have a pivot gun amidships, and six broadside guns," added Christy.
"Oh, I shall be happy to meet her!" exclaimed the commander.

"I don't object to her six guns and fifty men; the only difficulty I can see is in finding her.

I am afraid she has already gone into St.George's harbor, and she may not come out for a month." "Why should she wait all that time ?" asked Christy.

"Her commander knew nothing about the Ionian, that she was to take in a valuable cargo for her, and she will not wait for her." "That is true; but I am afraid we shall miss the Ovidio if we remain too long in these waters." "It seems to me that the Dornoch has had time enough to reach the Bermudas," said Christy.

"Possibly she is in port at this moment." "That is a harassing reflection!" exclaimed the commander.
"I don't see that there is any help for it," added Christy.