Then he gabbled in a frightened voice: "Captain, an English man-of-war is chasing the _Maria_." Boom went the great gun for the second time.

Hassan said nothing, but his jaw dropped, and I saw that he had lost exactly three teeth.
"That is the _Crocodile_," I remarked slowly, causing Sammy to translate, and as I spoke, produced from my inner pocket a Union Jack which I had placed there after I heard that the ship was sighted.
"Stephen," I went on as I shook it out, "if you have got your wind, would you mind climbing up that palm tree again and signalling with this to the _Crocodile_ out at sea ?" "By George! that's a good idea," said Stephen, whose jovial face, although swollen, was now again wreathed in smiles.

"Hans, bring me a long stick and a bit of string." But Hassan did not think it at all a good idea.
"English lord," he gasped, "you shall have the bearers.

I will go to fetch them." "No, you won't," I said, "you will stop here as a hostage.

Send that man." Hassan uttered some rapid orders and the messenger sped away, this time towards the stockaded village on the right.
As he went another messenger arrived, who also stared amazedly at the condition of his chief.
"Bey--if you are the Bey," he said, in a doubtful voice, for by now the amiable face of Hassan had begun to swell and colour, "with the telescope we have seen that the English man-of-war has sent a boat and boarded the _Maria_." "God is great!" muttered the discomfited Hassan, "and Delgado, who is a thief and a traitor from his mother's breast, will tell the truth.