A little while after this there came in a Dutch ship from Batavia; she was a coaster, not an European trader, of about two hundred tons burden; the men, as they pretended, having been so sickly that the captain had not hands enough to go to sea with, so he lay by at Bengal; and having, it seems, got money enough, or being willing, for other reasons, to go for Europe, he gave public notice he would sell his ship.  This came to my ears before my new partner heard of it, and I had a great mind to buy it; so I went to him and told him of it.  He considered a while, for he was no rash man neither; and at last replied, “She is a little too big—however, we will have her.”  Accordingly, we bought the ship, and agreeing with the master, we paid for her, and took possession.  When we had done so we resolved to engage the men, if we could, to join with those we had, for the pursuing our business; but, on a sudden, they having received not their wages, but their share of the money, as we afterwards learned, not one of them was to be found; we inquired much about them, and at length were told that they were all gone together by land to Agra, the great city of the Mogul’s residence, to proceed from thence to Surat, and then go by sea to the Gulf² of Persia.