Every eye was now fixed on the brigantine, but to their disappointment they saw that she was still, though very much more slowly, drawing ahead.
"That is just what I feared," Frank said, in a tone of deep vexation.

"With those big yards I was certain that she would leave us when running ahead before the wind.

However, there is no fear of our leaving her.

What are we doing now?
Seven knots ?" "About that, sir, and she is doing a knot better." "What do you think that she will do now, Hawkins ?" "I don't see what she has got to do, sir.

If she were to get five miles ahead of us, and then haul her wind, she would know that she could not go away from us, for we should be to windward; and we are evidently a good bit faster than she is when we are both close hauled.