I warn't whipped at the cart-tail, as you were, last Lancaster'sizes." "No; but you had a taste of it on board of the _Terpsichore_.

Ben, you arn't forgot that ?" retorted Hillson, the other of the three characters who had been sent with Newton.
In a few minutes the guns were run aft, and the ammunition brought on deck.

Newton then gave the helm to Williams, and served one gun; while Roberts took charge of the other.

The privateer had continued to near them, and was now within their range.

A smart fire was kept up on her, which she returned with her superior metal.
After the firing had commenced, the approach of the privateer was in some degree checked.