'Yes! yes!' whispered Clara hastily; 'there is some one. Away! dear Edward, away!' Clara sprang from his side, and hastened up the grove. Edward made his retreat, and, flying down the rocky and narrow path through the underwood, was soon on the beach and into his boat. The _Enterprise_ arrived at headquarters, and Edward reported himself to the admiral. 'I have work for you, Mr. Templemore,' said the admiral; 'you must be ready to proceed on service immediately. We've found your match.' 'I hope I may find her, sir,' replied the lieutenant. 'I hope so, too; for, if you give a good account of her, it will put another swab on your shoulder. The pirate schooner, which has so long infested the Atlantic, has been seen and chased off Barbadoes by the _Amelia_; but it appears that there is not a vessel in the squadron which can come near her, unless it be the _Enterprise_. She has since captured two West Indiamen, and was seen steering with them towards the coast of Guiana. Now, I am going to give you thirty additional hands, and send you after her.' 'Thank you, sir,' replied Edward, his countenance beaming with delight. 'How soon will you be ready?' inquired the admiral. 'To-morrow morning, sir.' 'Very good. Tell Mr. Hadley to bring me the order for the men and your sailing orders, and I will sign them; but recollect, Mr. Templemore, you will have an awkward customer. Be prudent--brave I know you to be.' Edward Templemore promised everything, as most people do in such cases; and before the next evening the _Enterprise_ was well in the offing, under a heavy press of sail. CHAPTER XIII THE LANDING The property of Don Cumanos, to which he had retired with his family, accompanied by Francisco, extended from the mouth of, to many miles up, the Magdalen river. It was a fine alluvial soil, forming one vast strip of rich meadow, covered with numerous herds of cattle. The house was not a hundred yards from the banks of this magnificent stream, and a small but deep creek ran up to the adjacent buildings; for Don Cumanos had property even more valuable, being proprietor of a gold mine near the town of Jambrano, about eight miles farther up, and which mine had latterly become exceedingly productive. The ore was brought down the river in boats, and smelted in the outhouses near the creek to which we have just referred. It will be necessary to observe that the establishment of the noble Spaniard was numerous, consisting of nearly one hundred persons, employed in the smelting-house or attached to the household. For some time Francisco remained here happy and contented; he had become the confidential supervisor of Don Cumanos' household, proved himself worthy of a trust so important, and was considered as one of the family.