“Well,” said Drake, as he pulled out his purse, “we’ll walk down now, and see about these young hot- heads. As I live, they are setting to tow the ships out already! Breaking the men’s backs over-night, to make them fight the lustier in the morning! Well, well, they haven’t sailed round the world, Jack Hawkins.”

“Or had to run home from San Juan d’Ulloa with half a crew.

“Well, if we haven’t to run out with half crews. I saw a sight of our lads drunk about this morning.”

“The more reason for waiting till they be sober. Besides, if everybody’s caranting about to once each after his own men, nobody’ll find nothing in such a scrimmage as that. Bye, bye, Uncle Martin. We’m going to blow the Dons up now in earnest.”