At first it seemed as if we were coming up with the chase, so much so that I felt inclined to fire the long bow gun at her.

But I always think and I say from blockade-running experience that firing more or less injures a vessel's speed; so I refrained from doing so.

As night closed in a beautiful moon rose and made everything as clear as day.

The equality of our speed was most remarkable, inasmuch as the distance between us did not vary a hundred yards in an hour.

All night we were watching, measuring distances with nautical instruments, &c., hoping at moments that we were nearer, despairing at others that she was gaining from us.