"Good! Any more prisoners?"
"General Pitou——"
"General Pitou!"
"Yes; and one of Fingal's men, and another who is more a friend of Ysabel Sixty's than he is of Fingal's."
"What about Ysabel Sixty?"
"She's below, too."
"Where did she come from?"
"She was one of those we took out of that yawl. We all thought she was a boy until she told us who she was. We owe our escape to her."
While sitting on the deck, Gaines had been slowly recovering his strength. He was still muttering dazedly over Matt's amazing disclosures, when Speake showed himself at the hatch.
"You fellows better come below!" he called. "Dick said you wanted the boat submerged, Matt, an' I guess that the quicker we do it the better. There's an outfit of black soldiers, dead ahead, waiting for us."