He desired me to tell you that the ebb would make in half an hour, and that we can then fetch past the rocks to the westward, light as the wind is." "Ay, that is Greenly, I can swear!--He'll not sit down until we are all aweigh, and standing out.

Does the cutter tell us which way the count was looking ?" "To the westward, sir; on an easy bowline, and under short canvass." "The gentleman is in no hurry, it would seem.

Has he a convoy ?" "Not a sail, sir.

Nineteen sail, all cruisers, and only twelve of the line.

He has one two-decker, and two frigates more than we can muster; just a Frenchman's odds, sir." "The count has certainly with him, the seven new ships that were built last season," quietly observed Bluewater, leaning back in his easy-chair, until his body inclined at an angle of forty-five degrees, and stretching a leg on an empty stand, in his usual self-indulgent manner.