The midshipman gave a spring and fell over near Owen, who was at that moment supplying his gun with powder. As soon as he was at liberty, Owen endeavoured to help the midshipman. "Are you hurt, sir?" he asked. "I don't know--I thought I was," answered Mr Ashurst, getting on his feet. His reply produced a laugh from several of the men who heard him. He walked away without uttering a word of thanks to Owen for his good intentions. Another broadside was fired, when a loud cheer burst forth from the crew on the upper deck, and was echoed by those on the main deck. "She has struck! she has struck!" The English frigate had been a good deal cut up. The Frenchman had lost her foremast and main topmast, while her hull was severely battered. The "Sylvia" was hove to, and Mr Leigh, with a boat's crew, sent to take possession of the prize. She proved to be the "Venus," forty-four guns. Her captain having been killed, the first lieutenant presented his sword to Mr Leigh; as he did so he pointed to a number of dead and dying men about the decks, observing with a sigh-- "We did not yield until we had no hope of success. It is the fortune of war." "You have fought bravely, monsieur, and you and your crew will be treated as brave men," answered Mr Leigh. He then ordered that the dead should be hove overboard, and the wounded carried below, to be attended to by the surgeon. He also directed the French officers and most of the crew to prepare for going on board the English frigate, though a few were retained for attending to the sick. The remainder of the "Sylvia's" boats which had escaped damage now came alongside with fresh hands to form the prize crew and to carry off the Frenchmen. Mr Leigh, leaving the prize in charge of the master's mate, who had accompanied him, returned on board the frigate to deliver the swords he had received, and report the state of the prize. "I intend you to have charge of the prize, and you can take any hands you choose with you," said Captain Stanhope. Mr Leigh having selected two or three more men, observed-- "I will take the lads we picked up the other day; they are sharp fellows, especially one of them, and may be useful." Owen and Nat were summoned and ordered to get into the boat with the other men, among whom was Mike Coffey. Owen was well pleased to have been selected by Mr Leigh. "We shall be out of the way, too, of that midshipman Mr Ashurst," observed Nat. "He is a regular bully when he has the chance." On reaching the deck of the prize, however, what was their disappointment to find that Mr Ashurst had gone on board her in one of the other boats. He looked hard at Owen as he came up the side. "Who sent you here, boy?" he asked. "I was ordered to come," answered Owen, touching his hat. "Well, look out, and see that you behave yourself," said the midshipman, as he walked away.