There is something in the polished expressions of the French language, that would have rendered it difficult for Griffin to have been other than delicate in his communications with the prisoner, had he been so disposed; but such was not his inclination; for, now that their gallant adversary was at their mercy, all the brave men in the Proserpine felt a disposition to deal tenderly with him.  Raoul was touched with these indications of generosity, and, as he had witnessed Griffin’s spirit in the different attempts made on his lugger, it inclined him to think better of his foes.  Rising, he professed his readiness to attend the captain at that very moment.

Cuffe was waiting in the after-cabin.  When Griffin and the prisoner entered, he courteously requested both to be seated, the former being invited to remain, not only as a witness of what might occur, but to act as an interpreter in case of need.  A short pause succeeded, and then the captain opened the dialogue, which was carried on in English, with occasional assistance from Griffin, whenever it became necessary.

“I greatly regret, Monsieur Yvard, to see a brave man in your situation,” commenced Cuffe, who, sooth to say, apart from the particular object he had in view, uttered no more than the truth.  “We have done full justice to your spirit and judgment, while we have tried the hardest to get you into our power.  But the laws of war are severe, necessarily, and we English have a commander-in-chief who is not disposed to trifle in matters of duty.”

This was said, partly in policy, and partly from a habit of standing in awe of the character of Nelson, Raoul received it, however, in the most favorable light; though the politic portion of the motive was altogether thrown away, as will be seen in the sequel.

“Monsieur, un Francais knows how to die in the cause of liberty and his country,” answered Raoul, courteously, yet with emphasis.

“I do not doubt it, Monsieur; still, I see no necessity of pushing things to that extremity, England is as liberal of her rewards as she is powerful to resent injuries.  Perhaps some plan may be adopted which will avert the necessity of sacrificing the life of a brave roan in so cruel a mode.”

“I shall not affect to play the hero, Monsieur le Capitaine.  If any proper mode of relieving me, in my present crisis, can be discovered, my gratitude will be in proportion to the service rendered.”

“This is talking sensibly, and to the purpose; I make no doubt, when we come to right understanding, everything will be amicably arranged between us.  Griffin, do me the favor to help yourself to a glass of wine and water, which you will find refreshing this warm day.  Monsieur Yvard will join us; the wine coming from Capri, and being far from bad; though some do prefer the Lachrymae Christi that grows about the foot of Vesuvius, I believe.”

Griffin did as desired, though his own countenance was far from expressing all the satisfaction that was obvious in the face of Cuffe.  Raoul declined the offer; waiting for the forthcoming explanation with an interest he did not affect to conceal.  Cuffe seemed disappointed and reluctant to proceed; but, finding his two companions silent, he was obliged to make his proposal.