"I knew we should before we gave her the first broadside."
"Did you? Well, you will get your share of prize money. What will you do with it?"
"How much will it be, your honor?"
"It may be two hundred dollars."
Jack's face lighted up with joy, for such a sum seemed great wealth to him.
"Please, sir, I'd send half of it to my mother, and the rest will get me a bit of schooling when the war is over."
"Bravely said, Jack," responded the captain, warmly.
The interview ended abruptly, for the officer of the watch reported that a strange vessel was signaling.
"What does she want?"