When morning came all eyes were strained for a sail.
Signals of distress were made, and soon in the far distance an answer was made.
A brave-looking ship was seen, and soon a boat was lowered to go to the assistance of the Lively Bee.
"What flag?" asked the captain.
Tempest was looking through his glass at the distant ship.
"I cannot see, but she is a war ship."
Captain Vernon folded his arms and waited.
"If she floats the British flag I accept no aid. If she wants to take us prisoners, those of you who are willing, can go, but for myself, I shall fire the magazine and blow up the Lively Bee and myself as well."
"I shall stay by your side, captain," said Tempest.