She told him of the loss of her father at sea, and how they had lived through adversity until better days dawned, then of her mother's second marriage, and the trouble between her brother and Hugh Price.

She did not even omit the recent uprising in which her brother had joined Bacon and the rebels in a mad blow for freedom.
"The worst has not yet come, I greatly fear," sighed the little maid.
"The rebellion is not over, and my brother will yet, I fear, be hung by the governor, for Mr.Price, his bitter enemy, is a firm friend of the governor." "He shall not be harmed, sweet maid.

I have a great ship, with larger and more destructive guns than were ever in Virginia.

I have a crew loyal even unto death, and I could bombard and destroy their town, ere they harm either your brother, yourself or your mother." He looked so earnest, so like a good angel of deliverance, that the impulsive Rebecca threw her arms about his neck, and he, pressing a kiss upon her fair young cheek, exclaimed: "God bless you! There, I must go." He conducted her home, went aboard his ship, and next morning the mysterious craft had disappeared from the harbor.
There were too many exciting incidents transpiring at Jamestown for the public to dwell long on the stranger.

The same day on which the ship disappeared, the rumor ran about town: "Bacon has fled! Bacon has fled!" The rumor was a truth.