So the preparations proceeded, and there was not a man on the Lively Bee but hoped a chance of a fight would be offered.
And their wish was gratified.
On the morning of the second day a frigate flying the British flag hove in sight.
"She is too big for us to tackle," said Tempest.
"Yes, but——" and Captain Vernon walked to and fro for a few minutes without finishing his sentence.
Tempest knew him well now, and awaited his pleasure.
"But it is a question of take or be taken. We can't run from that frigate, with our present rig, and I don't want to be taken prisoner."
"Neither do I. But what can we do?"
"Prove that we have spunk."
"I am with you, sir—ay, to the death."