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Jack, with the greatest politeness, took off his hat, and told him that it was the Rebiera letter of marque, and that the papers were ready for his inspection. "And the other vessels?" "Prizes to the Rebiera, cut out of Malaga Bay," replied Jack. "Then you are a privateer," observed the disappointed officer. "Where are your papers?" "Mr Oxbelly, oblige me by bringing them up," said Jack.

Having thus made themselves presentable, Jack presented his hand to both ladies, and led them into the garden, that Don Rebiera might finish his long story to Gascoigne without further interruption, and resuming their seats in the pavilion, he entertained the ladies with a history of his cruise in the ship after her capture.

A regular set-to, in which the parties beaten are not knocked down, but rise higher and higher at each discomfiture Nothing but the troops could have prevented them from going up to heaven. Don Rebiera and his two sons quitted the room, Gascoigne entered into conversation with the senora, while Easy took this opportunity of addressing Agnes.

How they 'scaped the British, I can't tell, but they did, that's sure enough." "Good-night, then." "You won't take a glass of sling this fine night, with a countryman?" "To-morrow, my good fellow, to-morrow; we must go on shore now." Our hero and Gascoigne returned on board the Rebiera, consulted with Oxbelly and Mesty, and then manned and armed the two quarter and stern boats.

"Who is to escort them?" replied Don Philip; "we shall only weaken our force; besides, they may fall into the miscreants' hands." "Shall we all leave the house together? they can but plunder it," observed Don Rebiera.

On being admitted, he informed Captain Tartar that Don Philip de Rebiera wished to have the pleasure of crossing swords with him, and requested to know when it would be convenient for Captain Tartar to meet him. It was not in Captain Tartar's nature to refuse a challenge; his courage was unquestionable, but he felt indignant that a midshipman should be the cause of his getting into such a scrape.

"O signor!" exclaimed the man "they have taken the cart and the wine, and have drawn it away, up to the mountains." "Who?" inquired Don Rebiera.

"Very true, Ned; let's pull up, and give them their wind." "By de holy poker, Massa Easy, but my shirt stick to my ribs," cried Mesty, whose black face was hung with dewdrops from their rapid course. "Never mind, Mesty." It was about five o'clock in the afternoon when they arrived at the seat of Don Rebiera.

But, signor, I heard them mention your name." "I have no doubt of it," replied Don Rebiera. "As for the wine, I only hope they will drink too much of it to-night. But, Pedro, they will be here, and we must defend ourselves so call the men together; I must speak to them." "We shall never see the bullocks again," observed Pedro mournfully.

Once more the Rebiera pursued her course, stopped a day or two at Gibraltar, shared the proceeds of the captured gun-boat, and then made sail for England, where she arrived without adventure or accident in three weeks. Thus ended the last cruise of Mr Midshipman Easy.

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