For quite a minute he stood motionless, gazing in the direction that had been pointed out by Ben Brown.

All this time Griffin stood on the quarter-deck, looking quite as intently at his superior as the latter gazed at the strange sail.

Then Cuffe deigned to cast a glance literally beneath him, in order to appease the curiosity which, he well understood, it was so natural for the officer of the watch to feel.
Griffin did not dare to ask his _captain_ what he saw; but he looked a volume of questions on the interesting subject.
"A sister corsair, by Jupiter Ammon!" cried Cuffe; "a _twin_ sister, too; for they _are_ as much alike as one cathead is like another.

More too, by Jove, if I am any judge." "What will you have us do, Captain Cuffe ?" inquired the lieutenant.

"We are now going to leeward, all the while, I don't know, sir, that there is positively a current here, but--" "Very well, sir--very well--haul up on the larboard tack, as soon as possible, and get the larboard batteries clear.