He was again about to fire, when the pirate craft were seen in a state of confusion, putting about. As fast as they could, lowering their sails and getting out their oars, they pulled away for their lives in the wind's eye. They had an advantage by keeping closer in shore than the frigate could venture; besides which, the wind was light, and thus gave them a better chance of escape. They had, however, been seen from the frigate, which stood on after them, and at first appeared as if about to pass the _Janet_. In a few minutes, however, the British ensign was seen flying from the lugger's mainyard; at the same time it was perceived that the frigate would have little chance of overtaking the pirate proas. Lord Reginald stood up and waved his hat, while all hands shouted at the top of their voices. "They've made us out. She's about to heave to, sir. Hurrah! hurrah!" shouted Dick. The frigate, coming up with the wind, hove her maintop-sail aback. The lugger stood on for a short time, then hauling her wind, ran up under the _Wolf's_ lee. "What craft is that?" asked a voice from the frigate's gangway. "The private yacht _Janet_, bound from we don't know exactly where, for Batavia, or for any British man-of-war we can fall in with, especially the _Wolf_," answered Lord Reginald. "You've fallen in with the very frigate you're in search of," answered Mr Curling, the first lieutenant, who had before spoken. "Come alongside, and let's hear more about you." "That's more than we can do with these outriggers," said Lord Reginald. "Lower a boat, and we will step into her." This was speedily done, and Lord Reginald, in another minute, was ascending the sides of the frigate. Dick hesitated about going on board. The moment he had been dreading had arrived; he must now be separated by an immeasurable distance from the man he had learned to love and respect. Lord Reginald received a warm welcome from Captain Moubray and his brother officers. Great, indeed, was their astonishment at seeing him. It was fully believed that either the _Marie_ had been captured, or that she had been lost in the hurricane which came on soon after the convoy reached Batavia. "And now we must either drop your craft astern or hoist her up, for we must continue the chase of yonder piratical fleet," said the captain. "I doubt very much whether we shall be able to tow her without the risk of tearing out her bows," said Lord Reginald, "it will be safer to hoist her up, though to do so we must first unship her outriggers. Her builder is on board, and as soon as he has completed his task I should wish to introduce him to you, as he is a young man of talent to whom I am most deeply indebted." "I shall be happy to make his acquaintance," answered the captain, not dreaming of whom Lord Reginald spoke.