So much for size and appearance; but every shroud, and port, and sail, about yonder craft, is registered on my back in a way that no sponge will ever wash out." "Sa-a-c-r-r-r-e," muttered Raoul between his teeth; "Etooell, if an Englishman, he may very well take it into his head to come in here, and perhaps anchor within half-a-cable's length of us! What think you of that, _mon brave Americain ?_" "That it may very well come to pass; though one hardly sees, either, what is to bring a cruiser into such a place as this.

Every one hasn't the curiosity of a Jack-o'-Lantern." "_Mais que diable allait-il faire dans cette galere!--Bien;_ we must take the weather as it comes; sometimes a gale, and sometimes a calm.

As he shows his own ensign so loyally, let us return the compliment, and show ours.

Hoist the ensign there aft." "Which one, Monsieur ?" demanded an old, demure-looking quartermaster, who was charged with that duty, and who was never known to laugh; "the captain will remember we came into port under the _drapeau_ of Monsieur Jean Bull." "_Bien_--hoist the drapeau of Monsieur Jean Bull again.

We must brazen it out, now we have put on the mask.