The fellow cannot have mistaken this little island for the hull of a ship ?" "If he has, sir," answered Griffin, laughing, "it must be for a twenty-decker.

That is Ben Brown aloft, and he is as good a lookout as we have in the ship." "Do you see her, sir ?" demanded Ben Brown, looking over his shoulder to put the question.
"Not a bit of her," cried Cuffe.

"You must be dreaming, fellow.

What does she look like ?" "There, this small island shuts her in from the deck, sir.

She is a lugger; and looks as much like the one we burnt last night, sir, as one of our catheads is like t'other." "A lugger!" exclaimed Cuffe.