"Why," answered Higgins, instantly catching my meaning, "it was westerly, sir; wasn't it, Mike?  Don't ye remember that the run of the creek itself was some'at down-stream?  And when we went a'ter the savages we kept on bearin' away towards the left, didn't we?  Depend on't, sir, that there smoke is where the village lies, and that row that we hears is made by the savages doorin' the tormentin' of one of our pore unfort'nit shipmates!"