It's all over--unless--" He stopped short, scratching his head, and staring first at the schooner and then at us in turn.
"Unless what, captain ?" I said excitedly.
"Here, let's do a bit o' bounce for once in our lives," said the bluff old fellow.

"Get out your revolvers and shooting-tackle, and let's see if we can't frighten the beggars.

Only mind, doctor, and you too, my young bantam, our weapons is only for show.

No firing, mind; but if we can bully those chaps into giving up their blackbirds, why we will." The boat was lowered, and with a goodly display of what Jack Penny called dangerous ironmongery, we started with three men, but not until the captain had seen that the Malay was safely secured.

Then we started, and the people aboard the other schooner were so busy with their captives that we got alongside, and the captain, Doctor Grant, and I had climbed on deck before a red-faced fellow with a violently inflamed nose came up to us, and, with an oath, asked what we wanted there.
"Here, you speak," whispered the captain to Doctor Grant.