Her inconsiderate brother
might have ruined that romantic scene but for the watchful Cahusac,
who quietly tripped him up, and then trussed him like a fowl.
Thereafter, what time the Captain languished in his lady's smile
within the cabin, Cahusac was dealing with the spoils of war. The
Dutch crew was ordered into the longboat, and bidden go to the devil.
Fortunately, as they numbered fewer than thirty, the longboat,
though perilously overcrowded, could yet contain them. Next,
Cahusac having inspected the cargo, put a quartermaster and a score
of men aboard the Jongvrow, and left her to follow La Foudre, which
he now headed south for the Leeward Islands.
Cahusac was disposed to be ill-humoured. The risk they had run in
taking the Dutch brig and doing violence to members of the family
of the Governor of Tortuga, was out of all proportion to the value
of their prize. He said so, sullenly, to Levasseur.
"You'll keep that opinion to yourself," the Captain answered him.
"Don't think I am the man to thrust my neck into a noose, without
knowing how I am going to take it out again.
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