For long he was the hero of every seaport town in England and North America; innumerable legends gathered round his name, and an immense impulse was given to piracy.
A few months after his departure, there were five pirate ships in the Red Sea, under English colours; two more, each mounting fourteen guns, were in the Persian Gulf, and another was cruising off Tellicherry.

At Madagascar others were coming in fast.

The news of Every's great booty had spread from port to port, and every restless spirit was intent on seeking his fortune in this new Eldorado, as men nowadays flock to a new goldfield.

The Company's sailors were not proof against the temptation.
While on the way from Bombay to China the crew of the _Mocha_ frigate mutinied, off the coast of Acheen, killed their captain, Edgecombe, and set afloat in the pinnace twenty-seven officers and men who refused to join them.

The _Mocha_ was then renamed the _Defence_, and for the next three years did an infinity of damage in the Indian Ocean.