"What? catch up merchantmen? of course they do; and the more of value is on board, the better they are pleased. We lose so much, and they gain so much. Now we want to stop this fellow's power of doing mischief; you understand."
"What are those little black spots you are making along her sides."
"The port holes of her guns."
"Port holes?"
"The openings where the mouths of her guns look out. See," said he, pointing to the one near which they were standing,—"that is a port hole."
"That little window?"
"It isn't a window; it is a port hole."
"It is not a black spot."
"Because you are inside, and looking out towards the light. Look at them when you are leaving the ship; they will look like black spots then, you will find."
"Well, that's the enemy," said Dolly, drawing a short breath of excitement. "What is that ship you are making now?"