"A messenger has just brought an order, from Bordeaux, that he is to get up anchor at daylight." "I will call him," the landlord said, and in three minutes Lefaux came out.
"We are all here, Lefaux," Leigh said, "and we want to go on board and get up anchor at once, and to be as far down the river as we can, before daylight." "The saints be praised that you have all escaped, Monsieur Stansfield! We will lose no time.

I have two men sleeping in a cottage, close to where the boat is made fast.

They sleep on the ground floor, and I can tap at the window and get them out.

I told them to turn in as they stood, as they might be wanted at any moment." The others had now come up, and together they went down to the boat.

The tide had turned about an hour before, and the boat was afloat.
"Now, I will fetch the men out," the skipper said, and in five minutes he came down with them.
They untied the head rope of the boat, from the stump to which it was fastened, and hauled it in.
"That is the lugger, I suppose ?" Leigh said, pointing to a dark object, a hundred yards from the shore.
"That is her, sir, and it won't take us long to get under weigh.
Everything is ready for hoisting sail." They rowed off to the Henriette, and Leigh could hardly restrain a shout of joy at finding himself once again on board her.