"Bad luck to the rapparee who gave you the blow! I axed my husband if it was he; but he swears upon his salvation that it was no one if it wasn't Tim O'Connor, the baste!" "Where are we going ?" inquired Newton.
"An't we going to dinner in a minute or two ?" "I mean where is the cutter bound to ?" "Oh! the cutter you mane! If she can only find her way, it's to Plymouth, sure;--they're waiting for ye." "Who is waiting for us ?" "Why, three fine frigates as can't go to sea without hands.

You never heard of a ship sailing without hands; the poor dumb craturs can't do nothing by themselves." "Do you know where the frigates are going ?" "Going to _say_, I lay my life on't," replied Judy, who then walked forward, and broke up the conversation.
The next morning the cutter ran into Hamoaze, and boats were sent on board to remove the impressed men to the guard-ship.

There, much to his annoyance and mortification, Newton found that, with the others, he was treated as a close prisoner.

The afternoon of the same day another vessel arrived from the eastward with a collection of offenders, who for a variety of crimes and misdemeanours had been sentenced to serve on board of a man-of-war.

No distinction was made; all were huddled together, and treated alike, until summoned on the quarter-deck, when their names were called out for distribution to the several men-of-war.
Each ship having a quota of seamen and pickpockets allotted to her in due proportion, the men were ordered down into the boats; and in less than an hour Newton found himself on board of a fine frigate lying in the Sound, with her fore-topsail loose, as a signal of her immediate departure..