return under the guns of the _Ione_. The pirate had certainly
been, to him, a very great enemy, but he had been an open and bold one;
he had caused him much misery and suffering, both bodily and mental, yet
he had behaved with forbearance towards those in his power, and now that
his beloved Ada was once more in safety, Fleetwood felt not only
willing, but anxious, to preserve him. When he reached the deck he soon
ascertained from whence the firing had proceeded, for another vessel had
appeared on the scene. She was a brig, which had evidently come round
the south side of the island, and was now rather more than three miles
to leeward, standing up towards the unfortunate mistico, which she had
just got under her guns. The mistico was by this time nearly two miles
from the _Ione_, and with her sheets eased off, was standing along close
in shore, with the hopes of getting round the west end of the island,
and thus again away to the eastward, inside of her new enemy, not
knowing that the _Venus_ had already gone round there to intercept her.

"What brig is that, Mr Saltwell?" asked the captain, as he came on
deck, his countenance expressing very different emotions from any which
had appeared there for many a long day.

"She carries the Greek colours, sir, and we make her out to be our old
friend the _Ypsilante_. I think she can be no other," was the answer.

"It is her, there can be no doubt," said Fleetwood; "but I wish my
friend Captain Vassilato would understand our signal. I am afraid that
he will destroy the mistico and kill those on board before we can get up
to her."

"There can be little to regret in that, sir," said Saltwell. "It will
save the hangman some work, if he sends them all to the bottom
together."

"You would not say so, Mr Saltwell, I am sure, did you know that there
is an unfortunate girl on board, the wife of the pirate, who has
rendered great service to Miss Garden, as well as her brother, a young
Italian, whom I am most anxious to save, as I am also the pirate
himself," answered Fleetwood.

"Then I am sure, sir, every one on board will be most anxious to second
your wishes," said the first lieutenant. "And allow me, in the name of
the officers and the ship's company, to congratulate you, Captain
Fleetwood, on the fortunate issue of our adventures in the recovery of
Miss Garden. We all feel as we ought to feel--the most sincere joy and
satisfaction at your happiness, and, perhaps, you'