WE PLUNDER THE FRENCH BARQUE.

As my feet touched the barque's deck, I flung a lightning glance about

me to gather as much information as possible, not knowing but that at

any moment such knowledge might be of priceless value to me. The craft

was somewhat bigger than I had at first set her down to be, being of

fully four hundred, or maybe four hundred and fifty, tons measurement.

Looking for'ard to the swell of her bows, I saw that she must evidently

be of a motherly build, which accorded well with the fact that she had

lost steerage-way long before such had been the case with the brig. Her

decks were in a very dirty and untidy condition, looking as though they

had not been washed down, or even swept, for at least a week, and they

were lumbered up with quite an unusual number of spars and booms. Yet

she was evidently a passenger ship, for the cabin under her full poop

was brilliantly lighted up, and through its open door I caught a glimpse

of several men and women so attired as to at once proclaim their status

on board; moreover, the quarter-deck was also occupied by a group of men

and women, evidently passengers, with two or three sailorly-looking men

among them, over whom a party of O'Gorman's people were mounting guard,

the remainder being stationed on guard over the fore-scuttle, down which

I presumed the barque's crew had been driven.

My attention was almost instantly attracted toward the little party on

the quarter-deck, and especially toward a grey-haired man in uniform,

whom I imagined might be the skipper. I advanced toward the party, with

a bow, and said, in French:

"I wish to speak to the captain of this vessel: may I ask if he happens

to be among you?"

The old gentleman in uniform at once advanced a pace and, acknowledging

my salute by raising his gold-laced cap, answered:

"I am he. And I demand to know, monsieur, by what right you and your

crew of ruffians have dared to run aboard me in this outrageous fashion,

driving my crew below, stationing a guard athwart my decks, and

frightening my passengers very nearly out of their senses. Are you

pirates, or what?"

"Monsieur," answered I, "there is nothing to be gained by attempting to

deceive you, and I will therefore at once say that I fear you will find

that you have fallen into the hands of pirates. The big man beside me

is their captain, while I, and a young lady aboard the brig, have the

misfortune to be their prisoners. I shall probably not be afforded an

opportunity to explain to you the unfortunate situation of the young

lady and myself; but as soon as I became aware of the intention of these

men to board you I prepared a letter which will explain everything--it

is unfortunately written in English, but that, I am sure, will prove no

obstacle to you. This letter I will presently endeavour to pass,

unobserved, to one of you; and if you will kindly act in accordance with

the request set forth therein, you will very greatly oblige two most

unhappy people."

"Monsieur," said the Frenchman, "I will gladly do anything in my power

to help you; but as to effecting your rescue--" he glanced expressively

at O'Gorman and his companions, and shrugged his shoulders in a way that

very clearly indicated his helplessness.

Here O'Gorman cut in. "Well, what has the ould chap got to say for

himsilf?" he demanded.

"Why," answered I, "you heard what he said. He wants to know what we

mean by boarding his ship in this outrageous fashion and driving his

crew below."

"Ask him what is the name of his ship, where he is from, and where bound

to," ordered the Irishman.

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