With a hearty adieu to the skipper, they took their places in the boat and were rowed to the vessel; being greeted, on their departure, by a loud and hearty cheer from the crew of the privateer.

There were no passengers on board the store ship, and they had an uneventful voyage, until she dropped anchor in the Tagus.
After paying the captain the small sum he charged for their passage, they landed.

They first went to a hotel and put up.

On sallying out, Ryan had no difficulty in learning that the Mayo Fusiliers were at Portalegre.
Terence took his way to headquarters.

The first person he met, on entering, was his old acquaintance Captain Nelson, now wearing the equipments of a major.