Still the preservation of Raoul's life, and the capture of the lugger, were now objects of nearly equal interest with Cuffe, and he felt disposed to neglect no plausible means of effecting either.

A sign of approbation was all the lieutenant needed; and in a few minutes Ithuel stood again in the presence of his captain.
"Here is an opportunity for you to fetch up a good deal of leeway.
Master Bolt," commenced the captain: "and I am willing to give you a chance to help yourself.

You know where you last left the Few-Folly, I suppose ?" "I don't know but I might, sir," answered Ithuel, rolling his eyes around him, curious to ascertain what the other would be at.

"I don't know but I might remember, on a pinch, sir; though, to own the truth, my memory is none of the most desperate best." "Well, then where was it?
Recollect that the life of your late friend, Raoul Yvard, may depend on your answer." "I want to know! Well, this Europe _is_ a curious part of the world, as all must admit that come from Ameriky.

What has Captain Rule done now, sir, that he stands in such jeopardy ?" "You know that he is convicted as a spy; and my orders are to have him executed, unless we can get his lugger.