Not much appearance of dishipline, though." "So much the better for us," muttered Captain Thwaites, turning in his cane arm-chair, and looking in the direction of the islands again, from which the three smaller vessels were coming on rapidly.

"Yes,"-- he said, as if to himself, "a head keeps showing here and there; they are full of men too." I was not experienced, of course, that only being my third voyage, but I knew enough of navigating tactics to grasp the fact that the four vessels were carefully timing themselves so as to reach us together, and this evidently was their customary mode of procedure, and no doubt accounted for ship after ship being taken and plundered.

I felt startled, too, as I realised the strength of the crews, and what a simultaneous attempt to board might mean.

With an ordinary merchantman, even with a strong crew, undoubtedly death and destruction, while even with our well-armed men and guns I began to have doubts.

A slip in the manoeuvres, ever so slight a mistake on Captain Thwaites' part, or a blunder in the carrying out of his orders, might give one vessel the chance to make fast, and while we were arresting their onslaught there would be time for the others to get close in and throw their scores of bloodthirsty savages upon our decks.
Mr Reardon had strolled forward, and returned just as the captain said to me-- "You may as well fetch me my sword and cap from the cabin, Mr Herrick." "Yes, sir," I said quickly, and I was off, but he stopped me.
"Not now, boy," he cried impatiently; "when the first gun is fired will be time enough.