“It almost seems as if it were a duel between him and you to the death—­his aim to injure me, and yours to defend us.  And now it has ended.  Maria will breathe more freely when she hears the news, for, gay and light hearted as she is, the dread of that man has weighed heavily upon her.”

The governor, who from the poop of the vessel had watched the conflict, now came up, and warmly congratulated Francis upon his bravery.

“I saw you rush forward, just as my friend Polani fell, and engage his assailant.  At first I thought you lost, for the villain was counted one of the best swordsmen in Venice, and you are still but a lad; but I saw you did not give way an inch, but held your own against him; and I believe you would have slain him unaided, for you were fighting with greater coolness than he was.  Still, I was relieved when I saw him fall, for even then the combat was doubtful, and his men, to do them justice, fought like demons.  How comes it that one so young as you should be so skilled with your weapon?”

“This is not the first time that my young friend has done good service to the state,” Polani said; “for it was he who led a crew of one of my ships to the aid of Pisani, when his galley was boarded by the Genoese, at the battle of Antium.”

“Is this he?” the governor said, in surprise.  “I heard, of course, by the account of those who came from Venice a month since, how Pisani was aided, when hard pressed, by the crew of one of your ships, headed by a young Englishman, upon whom the state had conferred the rights of citizenship as a recognition of his services; but I did not dream that the Englishman was but a lad.

“What is your age, young sir?”

“I am just eighteen,” Francis replied.  “Our people are all fond of strong exercise, and thus it was that I became more skilled, perhaps, than many of my age, in the use of arms.”

At nine o’clock the squadron arrived in the port, bringing with them the captured galley.  As soon as they were seen approaching, the church bells rang, flags were hung out from the houses, and the whole population assembled at the quay to welcome the victors and to hear the news.

“Do you go on at once, directly we land, Francisco, and set the girls’ minds at ease.  I must come on with the governor, and he is sure to be detained, and will have much to say before he can make his way through the crowd.”

Francis was, on his arrival at the governor’s, recognized by the domestics, and at once shown into the room where the girls were awaiting him.  The fact that the pirate galley had been captured was already known to them, the news having been brought some hours before, by a horseman, from the other side of the island.

“Where is our father?” Maria exclaimed, as Francis entered alone.

“He is well, and sent me on to relieve your minds.”

“Saint Mark be praised!” Maria said.  “We have been sorely anxious about you both.  A messenger, who brought the news, said that it could be seen from the shore that there was a desperate fight on board the pirate ship, which was attacked by one galley only.  We felt sure that it would be the ship that the governor was in, and we knew you were with him; and our father was so enraged at what had happened, that we felt sure he would take part in the fight.”