“Humph!” I said. “It hath a suspicious look. At least we do well to be ready. We'll give them a warm welcome.” “There are those here who counsel surrender,” continued the Governor. “There's one, at least, who wants the Tiger sent downstream with a white flag and my sword.” “Where?” I cried. “He's no Englishman, I warrant!” “As much an Englishman as thou, sir!” called out a gentleman whom I had encountered before, to wit, Master Edward Sharpless. “It's well enough for swingebuckler captains, Low Country fire-eaters, to talk of holding out againt a Spanish man-of-war with twice our number of fighting men, and enough ordnance to batter the town out of existence. Wise men know when the odds are too heavy!” “It's well enough for lily-livered, goose-fleshed lawyers to hold their tongues when men and soldiers talk,” I retorted. “We are not making indentures to the devil, and so have no need of such gentry.” There was a roar of laughter from the captains and gunners, but terror of the Spaniard had made Master Edward Sharpless bold to all besides. “They will wipe us off the face of the earth!” he lamented. “There won't be an Englishman left in America! they'll come close in upon us! they'll batter down the fort with their culverins; they'll turn all their swivels, sakers, and falcons upon us; they'll throw into our midst stinkpots and grenades; they'll mow us down with chain shot! Their gunners never miss!” His voice rose to a scream, and he shook as with an ague. “Are you mad? It's Spain that's to be fought! Spain the rich! Spain the powerful! Spain the lord of the New World!” “It's England that fights!” I cried. “For very shame, hold thy tongue!” “If we surrender at once, they'll let us go!” he whined. “We can take the small boats and get to the Bermudas, they'll let us go.” “Into the galleys,” muttered West. The craven tried another feint. “Think of the women and children!” “We do,” I said sternly. “Silence, fool!” The Governor, a brave and honest man, rose from the keg of powder. “All this is foreign to the matter, Master Sharpless. I think our duty is clear, be the odds what they may. This is our post, and we will hold it or die beside it. We are few in number, but we are England in America, and I think we will remain here. This is the King's fifth kingdom, and we will keep it for him. We will trust in the Lord and fight it out.” “Amen,” I said, and “Amen,” said the ring of Councilors and Burgesses and the armed men beyond. The hum of voices now rose into excited cries, and the watchman stationed atop the big culverin called out, “Sail ho!” With one accord we turned our faces downstream. There was the ship, undoubtedly. Moreover, a strong breeze had sprung up, blowing from the sea, filling her white sails, and rapidly lessening the distance between us. As yet we could only tell that she was indeed a large ship with all sail set.