Captain Vernon paced the deck of the Lively Bee impatiently.
He did not understand Porter's tactics, and there was nothing jarred more upon his seaman instincts than a slovenly-set ship.
"Wait a bit," said Tempest. "Porter has set a trap for the British, and we shall have some hard fighting before long."
And the young officer was right.
Porter sent for Vernon.
"Can you stand alone for a few days?"
"Yes, if need be."
"It will be better. Have your guns ready, but concealed; we will play the part of merchantmen and give the enemy fits."
"Sail ho!" exclaimed the Bee's lookout.
"Where away?"