The cook brought us some stories he heard aft, an' we knew we wus driftin' along the coast, waitin' fer Sanchez ter cum back.

I suppose he'd got onto some English gold--in that chest they slung aboard, wasn't it ?" "Yes; that was the main object.

My name is not Gates, at all, and I am not the man Mendez brought aboard drunk, and who was thrown over the rail by LeVere.

That fellow was drowned." "Well, by God!" "I am Geoffry Carlyle, an English skipper.

There has been a revolution in England, in which I became involved.