"We had
better make straight down to the shore, follow that for a bit, and
then mount again to the spot where you saw the man."
It was difficult work, but at last the party reached the shore.
Lieutenant Adcock, who was himself in command of the boat, had watched
the party making their way down the rocks, and now rowed in to within
a few yards.
"Good-morning, lieutenant," Captain O'Connor said. "I think we have
got them fairly trapped; but doubtless they would have made off if
they hadn't seen you on the watch outside. It's that notorious
scoundrel the Red Captain of Galway who is, I hear, hiding here with
his gang."
"Indeed!" the revenue officer said; "that will be a capture worth
making. Shall I come ashore with four of my men? I expect they are
more accustomed to climbing about among the rocks than yours are, and
I should like to lend a hand."
"Do, by all means," Captain O'Connor replied. "I see you have got ten,
and six will be quite enough in the boat, even if they do manage to
get down and embark, which I don't think they will. Your men are all
armed, I suppose?"
"Yes; they have all carbines and cutlasses. Now, coxswain, I leave you
in charge. Row out a quarter of a mile, and if any boat pushes off you
are to stop it and arrest all on board. They will almost certainly
resist, and in that case you must use your arms.
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