Here, Jacques, come and unfasten this door," he said in a low, angry growl; and, seizing the handle, he was about to give the door a rough shake, when to the surprise of both it flew open.
"Hurrah!" cried Vince; and they were not long finishing dressing and hurrying on deck, to find that, whatever might have been done, the hatches were in their places, while a good-sized schooner was lying close by with her sails flapping, as were those of the lugger; for the sea was very smooth, save where the currents showed, and during the night they had been carried by one of these well back towards the island, whose north-east point lay about a couple of miles on their port bow.
"That's an English schooner, for certain," said Vince.

"What is she ?" "_The Shark_" read Mike from her stern.

"Looks as if she could sail better than the _Belle-Marie_." "Not she," said Vince, with the tone of authority; "these long three-masted luggers can race through the water." "Aha! _mes enfans_--my good shildren," said the captain, in his irritating way of giving bad interpretations of his French which annoyed the boys, "I vant you vairy bad.

You go and vistle for ze vind, eh?
We shall go soon upon ze rock." "Wind's coming soon," said Vince; "it's on the other side of the island now.

Look: you can see the ripple off the point.