"Ay, ay, sir," I answered, touching my hat as I started down the poop-ladder.  I guessed that I should find the first lieutenant on the gun deck, and there he was, superintending the securing of the guns--a task which needed to be done very carefully and thoroughly; for now that the ship had been brought to the wind she was rolling and pitching most furiously, and if one of our long 24-pounders should chance to strike adrift, the consequences might very easily be disastrous.  I delivered the Captain's message, and then followed the first lieutenant on deck, where he joined the skipper and the master, who were already standing at the capstan, with the chart spread open before them on its head.  I had no good and sufficient excuse for lingering near them, and therefore passed over to the lee-side of the deck, as became a well-trained midshipman; consequently I only caught a word here and there as I staggered fore and aft in the lee scuppers.  I heard the Captain say something about "Audierne Bay," and then, a little later, the master said something about "land takes a westerly trend--Penmarks;" and, finally, the Captain, as though closing a discussion, said, "Very well, then, we will try her, while there is still room, and the sooner the better.  Get the mainsail on her again at once, Mr Howard."