The captain now signaled to the captain of the schooner to come on board, and when he did so the two officers retired to the cabin together and had a long consultation.  The young officer on coming on deck got into his boat, and taking Lieutenant Pearson with him rowed for the cliffs, a few hundred yards to the west of the inlet.  Here they could obtain a view of the channel and its surroundings.  Not a man was to be seen.  The muzzles of the six guns pointed menacingly down into the passage, and the chains could be seen just above the water’s edge.

“I think we will go back now, Mr. Pearson.  I really think we ought to be very much obliged to those fellows for not sinking us.  I wonder what was their motive in letting us off so easily?”

“I suppose they feel pretty confident that our report is not likely to encourage an attack, and they think that if they were to blow us to pieces it would only make Captain Wilson the more determined to destroy them.  At least that is the conclusion I came to as I rowed back last time.”

“Yes, I should think that is it,” the young captain said.  “It is certainly as awkward a looking place to attack in boats as I ever saw.  Of course were it not for the chains my vessel could get in, and I dare say she has been in there many a time before we captured her, but it would be a very risky thing to take the frigate in without knowing anything of the depth of water either in the channel or inside.”

Both returned to the frigate.  “Mr. Pearson’s report is fully borne out, Captain Wilson.  It would be a most desperate enterprise to attack with our boats.  Half of them would be sunk before they got to the chains; and even if they got past them, which I doubt, there is no saying what difficulties and obstacles may be inside.”

“And now about the frigate, Captain Chambers.”

“Well, sir, that is for you to decide.  I am quite ready to take the schooner in; though with the plunging power of that battery raking her fore and aft I say fairly that it would be a desperate enterprise, and if she had not sufficient way upon her to carry away the chains nothing could save her.  As to the frigate, it seems to me that she would run an equal risk with the schooner, with the additional danger that there may not be water enough for her.”

“Well, it certainly doesn’t seem to be an easy nut to crack,” Captain Wilson said.  “As we agreed before you started, we should not be justified in risking both our vessels in assaulting a place which is certainly extremely formidable, and where there may not be water enough for the frigate to float.  Still the question remains, what is to be done?  It is no use anchoring here and trying to starve them out; they may have provisions enough to last them for years, for anything we know.  If the weather were to turn bad we should have to make off at once; it would never do to be caught in a hurricane with such a coast as that on our lee.  I might send you to Port Royal with a letter to the admiral, asking him to send us two or three more ships; but I don’t like doing that when it is a mere question of capturing two rascally privateers.”