'The Curlew' will beat that, I hope,--if none of those big shots hit her," taking out his glass.

"How beautiful she looks!" "But, Raed," remarked Kit soberly, "they will chase her clean out the straits into the Atlantic, even if they do not capture her." "They may." "And she'll be rather short-handed for men," observed Donovan.
"That's too true." "Then what are the chances of her getting back here for us ?" cried Wade.
_Bang!_ from the great white mass of bulging canvas now fairly opposite us.

The smoke drifted out of her bows.

We could hear the rattle of her blocks, the swash of the sea, and the roar of sails; and, quite distinct on the fresh breeze, the gruff commands to reload.
"Capt.

Mazard won't leave us here if he lives and has his liberty," said Raed.
"Oh, he'll come back if he can!" exclaimed Donovan.