I here looked at poor Hause--forgetting he had been helplessly drunk when the canoe passed us, as we sat below the orange-tree. "Well, massa," continued the negro, "when we reach de offing de trange buccra tood up in de starn, take off him hat, and look all about--'dere,' say he, pointing wid him tretch out hand, 'dere dey are, you see dem now, pull for dat nearest wessel.' "'Where, where, where?' Pico poke him head out into de dark night, and so do Jack, and so do Aby, and so do me--all tan up wid neck tretch over de gonwale like so much goose looking for de picaniny coming wid de Guinea corn. So, tink I, what good yeye dat buccra mos hab, for none of us yet no see noting; but, ha, ha, presently de moon give us one leetle shine, and, I see, I see." "What the deuce did you see?" said I, losing all patience, and raising my hand threateningly--Quashie, thinking I was going to strike him, now tumbled out his words fast enough. "I see one larsh ship well out in de offing--one leetle rogueish looking felucca close to, and one big topsail schooner between dis one and de larsh ship." Here, seeing it was a false alarm on my part, he relapsed into his former drawling verbosity. "Well, we pull for de smallest of de tree--see no one on deck but de man steering and two boy--de trange buccra shomp on board--'Now tank you, my lad,' him say quite shivel--'dere is de doubloon I promise--here, boy, give dem poor fellow a horn of grog a-piece.'--'Si Señor,' say de boy--fonny ting, I taught, for de boy to hanswer him in Panish--we drink de grog--'now shove off--good by--go home, and sleep,' said de trange buccra--but instead we come back to our nets, massa--before daybreak we come ashore, and when de captain dere engage de canoe, we taught it was for join de brig in de offing (for after we came back from sell our fis we hear she was gone), until we see she was too far out, and instead of being heave too, was bowl along six knots wid de first of de sea breeze." "How came you to know Captain Hause was the master of the brig?" said I. "Because I was in de pilot canoe dat was come aff to you yesterday--and it make me wery mosh surprise to see de captain expect to find de brig at anchor dis forenoon, for I never dream she could be go widout his leave. I was tink for true it was him send him off at gone-fire, becase I see, just before day broke, what I tink was two sore boat wid peoples, as if he had sent help to up de hanker cleverly--dat all I knows, massa--will buss de book pan dat." And I believe the poor fellow spoke the truth. It was now evident beyond all shadow of doubt that the Ballahoo had been run away with by pirates, and it was equally clear that nothing could be done with any chance of success in the way of venturing to follow her in an unarmed craft.