they
would meet with resistance; silence was, therefore, no longer of any
advantage.

"Oars, my lads!--oars!" cried Hawkhurst.

One boat ceased rowing, and soon afterwards the two others. The whole
of them were now plainly seen by Francisco, at the distance of about one
cable's length from where he stood; and the clear still night carried
the sound of their voices along the water.

"Here is a creek, sir," said Hawkhurst, "leading up to those buildings.
Would it not be better to land there, as, if they are not occupied, they
will prove a protection to us if we have a hard fight for it?"

"Very true, Hawkhurst," replied a voice, which Francisco immediately
recognised to be that of Cain.

"He is alive, then," thought Francisco, "and his blood is not yet upon
my hands."

"Give way, my lads!" cried Hawkhurst.

The boats dashed up the creek, and Francisco hastened back to the house.

"Now, my lads," said he, as he sprang up the ladder, "you must be
resolute; we have to deal with desperate men. I have heard the voices
of the captain and the chief mate; so there is no doubt as to its being
the pirate. The boats are up the creek and will land behind the
out-buildings. Haul up these ladders, and lay them fore and aft on the
veranda; and do not fire without taking a good aim. Silence! my men--
silence! Here they come."

The pirates were now seen advancing from the out-buildings in strong
force. In the direction in which they came, it was only from the side
of the veranda, at which not more than eight or ten men could be placed,
that the enemy could be repulsed. Francisco therefore gave orders that
as soon as some of the men had fired they should retreat and load their
muskets, to make room for others.

When the pirates had advanced halfway to the house, on the clear space
between it and the outbuildings, Francisco gave the word to fire. The
volley was answered by another, and a shout from the pirates, who, with
Hawkhurst and Cain at their head, now pressed on, but not until they had
received a second discharge from the Spaniards, and the pirates had
fired in return. As the Spaniards could not at first fire a volley of
more than a dozen muskets at a time, their opponents imagined their
force to be much less than it really was. They now made other
arrangements. They spread themselves in a semicircle in front of the
veranda, and kept up a continued galling fire. This was returned by the
party under Francisc