No doubt mademoiselle's brother recognizing Levasseur's ship would be responsible for the Dutch uneasiness.

They saw the Jongvrow crowding canvas in a futile endeavour to outsail them, whereupon they stood off to starboard and raced on until they were in a position whence they could send a warning shot across her bow.

The Jongvrow veered, showed them her rudder, and opened fire with her stern chasers.

The small shot went whistling through La Foudre's shrouds with some slight damage to her canvas.

Followed a brief running fight in the course of which the Dutchman let fly a broadside.
Five minutes after that they were board and board, the Jongvrow held tight in the clutches of La Foudre's grapnels, and the buccaneers pouring noisily into her waist.
The Dutchman's master, purple in the face, stood forward to beard the pirate, followed closely by an elegant, pale-faced young gentleman in whom Levasseur recognized his brother-in-law elect.
"Captain Levasseur, this is an outrage for which you shall be made to answer.