"It is another French prison and, this time, without a friendly soldier to help us to get out." "It looks like it, Dicky.

In another hour it will be broad daylight, and they cannot help seeing us.

Still, there is a hope for us.

We must give out that we are Spanish fishermen, who have been blown off the coast.

It is not likely they have anyone on board that speaks Spanish, and our Portuguese will sound all right in their ears; so very likely, after overhauling us, they will let us go on our way.