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e was soon brought close alongside of the brig. "Have you suffered much, Captain Lockett?" "I am sorry to say we have had six men killed, and five wounded. We have got a dozen shot in our stern. They were evidently trying to damage the rudder but, beyond knocking the cabin fittings to pieces, there is no more harm done than the carpenter can repair, in a few hours' work. "You have not been hit again, have you?" "No, sir; none of their shots came near." "Well, examine the papers, and have a talk with the officers you made prisoners, and then come on board to report. I shall want you to go on board the barque with me, and see what she is laden with." Bob went below. The two Spanish mates were unbound. "I am sorry, senors," Bob said, "that we were obliged to treat you rather roughly; but you see, we were in a hurry, and there was no time for explanations. I shall be obliged if you will show me which is the captain's cabin, and hand me over the ship's papers and manifesto. What is her name?" "The Braganza." "Where are you from? And what do you carry?" "We are from Cadiz, and are laden principally with wine. We were bound for Barcelona. "You took us in nicely, senor. Who could have dreamt that you were English, when that frigate chased you under the guns of the battery?" "She thought we were Spanish, as you did," Bob said. By this time the other Spaniard had brought the papers out of the captain's cabin. Bob ran his eye down over the bill of lading, and was well satisfied with the result. She contained a very large consignment of wine. "I am going on board the brig," he said, as he put the papers together. "I must ask you to give me your parole not to leave the cabin, until I return. I do not know whether my captain wishes you to remain here, or will transfer you to his own craft." "Well, Master Bob, what is your prize?" the captain asked. "It is a valuable one, sir. The polacre herself is, as I see by her papers, only two years old, and seems a fine craft. She is laden with wine, from Cadiz, to Barcelona." "Capital, Bob; we are in luck, indeed! How many prisoners have you got?" "The crew is put down at eighteen, sir; and there are the two mates." "You had better send them on board here, presently. Where are they now?" "They are in the cabin, captain. They gave me their promise not to leave it, till I return; but I put a man on sentry, outside, so as to make sure of them."
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