"It is my last duty to warn you, sir--and to warn all on this ship--that much may happen before even the first stroke of six bells.

Be warned in time, and give over this piratical attack, the very threat of which may be the cause of much bloodshed." CAPTAIN (_violently_).

"Do you dare to threaten me, and, moreover, my ship's company?
We are one, I tell you, in this ship; and the last man shall perish like the first ere this enterprise fail.

Go!" With a bow, the Gospodar turned and went down the ladder, we following him.

In a couple of minutes the yacht was on her way to the port.
FROM RUPERT'S JOURNAL.
_July_ 10, 1907.
When we turned shoreward after my stormy interview with the pirate Captain--I can call him nothing else at present, Rooke gave orders to a quartermaster on the bridge, and _The Lady_ began to make to a little northward of Ilsin port.