"You shall know all about it, Tom, in a few days, or perhaps a few hours."
"I'm satisfied, Mr. Somers. Shiver my kevel-heads, but I ought to have been satisfied with anything you do."
By this time the steamer came up with the Chatauqua, and both vessels stopped their engines, as the Ben Nevis rounded to under the stern of the man-of-war.
"Chatauqua, ahoy!" shouted Somers.
"On board the prize!" replied the officer of the deck.
"Send the surgeon on board, if you please."
"Ay, ay."
In a few moments the third cutter, in charge of Mr. Transit, the master, put off from the ship, with Dr. De Plesion on board.
"Where is Mr. Pillgrim, sir?" asked the master of Somers.
"Wounded, below."