Two of you after-guards go below and bring up the captain of the Mellish.

Lively, we shall soon have the sloop down on us." In a few moments the unfortunate British skipper was standing on the poop-deck beside Captain Jones.
"Now, my man, you are the master of the Mellish, are you not ?" "I was a few moments ago," replied the man, sullenly.
"Well, you are to stand right here, and answer hails just as I tell you; do you understand ?" "Yes." "Williams, you and another hold him, and if he hesitates to answer, or answers other than I tell him, blow his brains out.

Now we have nothing to do but wait.

Keep her a good full at the helm there." "Ay, ay, sir," replied the veteran quartermaster, stationed at the con.
Meanwhile the Juno had come abeam of the vessel next ahead of the Ranger, and the conversation which followed was as plainly audible in the latter ship as had been the beating to quarters just after she wore.
"Providence ahoy there!" came from the Juno.

"What is the matter?
What are you burning blue lights for ?" "Nothing is the matter with us, sir, but we heard pistol shots and cries on the Mellish astern, and thought we saw two ships instead of one.