Come what may, he shall never go back to Sidmouth." The squadron drifted up beyond Cap Rouge, and anchored, at the top of the flood, an hour before daybreak.

The gig was lowered, and James Walsham, amid many good wishes and hearty farewells from the officers, took his place in her, by the side of the midshipman.
"Look out for my signal," he said.

"Any time, after today, you may see it." "We will see it if you make it, my boy," said the captain, who had come on deck to see him off.

"Don't you fear about that.

If you make your signal, you may rely upon it, our boat will be ashore for you that night." Another moment, and the boat pulled away from the side of the ship.
"Take it easy, lads," young Middleton said, "only just dip your oars in the water.