Do me the favour to wait a little before forming an opinion upon the commander and crew of this boat." "My opinion is formed," replied Ned Land, sharply.

"They are rascals." "Good! and from what country ?" "From the land of rogues!" "My brave Ned, that country is not clearly indicated on the map of the world; but I admit that the nationality of the two strangers is hard to determine.

Neither English, French, nor German, that is quite certain.
However, I am inclined to think that the commander and his companion were born in low latitudes.

There is southern blood in them.

But I cannot decide by their appearance whether they are Spaniards, Turks, Arabians, or Indians.