With this praiseworthy intention he waited till the middle watch of the night, when John was comfortably snoozing in his hammock, to which he had become somewhat accustomed. Dick suddenly awoke him.
"John, roll out, the pirates are on us again."
John jumped from his hammock, thoroughly awakened by the dreadful word.
"O lud! Dick, where can I hide myself?"
"Why, we must fight them off, John. You have now a chance to get another wound to show the girls in Lonnon. Come, be lively.
"O! Dick, here's a box, let me get in here."
"Nonsense, man! take this cutlas, and here's a pair of pistols; come, we shall be too late for them."
"O! Dick, I can't fight."
"Can't fight! What was that yarn you told me this morning, how you killed two pirates on their own deck, and jumped overboard followed by a shower of balls."
"Dick, that was all a lie."