But by reason of the storm and the fighting, and drifting out of their course, they had lost ten days; and thus it was they reached the harbour a few hours after the Bridgwater Merchant and the Swallow had left.
They waited till morning and sailed cautiously in to face disappointment.

They quickly learned the truth from the natives.

There was but one thing to do and Iberville lost no time.

A few hours to get fresh water and fruit and to make some repairs, for the pirate had not been idle in the fight--and then Berigord gave the nose of the good little craft to the sea, and drove her on with an honest wind, like a hound upon the scent.

Iberville was vexed, but not unduly; he had the temper of a warrior who is both artist and gamester.