Lieutenant Edwards approached at this juncture and saluted.
“A boat from the Lancaster is coming alongside, sir,” he reported.
CHAPTER XIV.
SAVED FROM THE SEA.
A few moments later a man, whose uniform proclaimed him a captain in the British navy, clambered over the rail to the deck of the Sylph. Lord Hastings advanced to meet him.
“A great piece of work, sir!” exclaimed Captain Mayfair, as he grasped Lord Hastings’ hand. “Allow me to congratulate you again!”
The two men disappeared in the direction of Lord Hastings’ cabin.
The wounded on the Sylph by this time had been cared for and the dead prepared for burial. Jack and Frank had lent what assistance they could in this work, and now had returned upon deck.
“Well, that was a pretty lively little scrap,” said the latter, as they leaned against the rail and looked out over the water.
“I should say it was,” replied Jack. “I was scared, too, for a few minutes.”
“Maybe you were, but you didn’t show it. The way you went about your work on the gun deck, with men dropping on all sides, didn’t look much like you were afraid.”