One flew over the deck between the masts, and plunged harmlessly in the sea beyond.

The other struck the hull with a dull crash.
"It is lucky the ladies were sent into the hold," the captain said.
"That shot has gone right through their cabin.
"Now, my lads, have you got the sights well upon them?
Fire!" The four thirty-two pounders spoke out almost at the same moment, and all gazed over the bulwarks anxiously to watch the effect, and a cheer arose as it was seen how accurate had been the aim of the gunners.

One shot struck the schooner to windward in the bow, a foot or two above the water level.

Another went through her foresail, close to the mast.
"A foot more, and you would have cut his foremast asunder." The vessel to leeward had been struck by only one shot, the other passing under her stern.

She was struck just above her deck line, the shot passing through the bulwark, and, as they thought on board the merchantman, narrowly missing if not actually striking the mainmast.
"There is some damage done," Dr.Rae said, keeping his glass fixed on the vessel.