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When Philip returned to the boat some hours later, he saw rich, black smoke pouring from Badger's funnel. She lay at single anchor, and as the boat pulled him out to her, he saw that the cable was up and down. "Thick and dry for weighing," he said to Lt XXXX, once the lieutenant had welcomed him aboard and informed him of that fact, "we will get under way at once." He glanced at the dog vane quickly, then added, "engine ahead one quarter," for though the breeze might bring them out of the harbor, it would not serve to take them beyond the reef.

This dealt with, he moved to his cabin. Here, [his steward] had laid out coffee, and after hanging his griego on a nail provided for that purpose, he sat down and poured himself a cup. "[Steward]", he called, "if the doctor is at leisure please send him aft."

The doctor was at leisure, and a minute or so later he appeared. "Doctor, sit and have a cup!" said Philip. And as the doctor sat, "in an hour or so I hope to show you what the Badger can really do. There is a fine, fat merchantman creeping out of XXXX, unescorted, and we will snap her up."