He was confident that his schooner, by her superior sailing qualities, would soon leave these behind also.
The smugglers began to grow jubilant over their success, and George called out, "Where are your men-o'-war now?
Throw us a line, and we'll tow you." "Come on, you coast-guards," chimed in Harry.

"You will never catch us, at this rate." If the smugglers _had_ succeeded in eluding their pursuers, it would, indeed, have been an achievement worth boasting of; but they had to deal with those who were as cunning and skillful as themselves.
Charles was not to be beaten so easily; and, although he said nothing, the smugglers saw him smile and shake his head, as if he were certain that he could yet win the day.
"Can you discover any fast boats ahead of us, George ?" inquired Harry.
George rose to his feet to take a survey of the squadron, and answered, "No, there are only two or three little things standing across our bows, but we'll soon--We're caught, sure as shooting!" he suddenly exclaimed, changing his tone.

"Bring her around before the wind--quick! There's the North Star, Sunshine, and Sampson.

We might as well haul down the sails." James Porter's division, which had been "laying to" at the foot of Glen's Island, now bore down upon the Alert, and George had just discovered them; and they were coming on in such a manner that escape was impossible.
"Yes," answered Harry, as soon as he had noted the positions of the approaching vessels, "we are caught.

We began to brag too soon." "Well, we don't lose any thing," said George.