For all the love which he had showered upon Lionel, for all the sacrifices of self which he had made to shield him, this was Lionel's return.

Were all the world against him he still must have believed Lionel true to him, and in that belief must have been enheartened a little.

And now...His sense of loneliness, of utter destitution overwhelmed him.

Then slowly of his sorrow resentment was begotten, and being begotten it grew rapidly until it filled his mind and whelmed in its turn all else.

He threw back his great head, and his bloodshot, gleaming eyes fastened upon Captain Leigh, who seated now upon the sea-chest was quietly observing him and waiting patiently until he should recover the wits which this revelation had scattered.
"Master Leigh," said he, "what is your price to carry me home again to England ?" "Why, Sir Oliver," said he, "I think the price I was paid to carry you off would be a fair one.