But, alas! it will return.

By this time my Helen is on the seas--the terrible, the treacherous, the cruel seas, that spare neither beauty nor virtue, nor the longing hearts at home.

I have conducted this office for some years, and thought I knew care and anxiety.

But I find I knew neither till now.
"I have two ships at sea, the _Shannon_ and the _Proserpine._ The _Proserpine_ carries eighteen chests of specie, worth a hundred and thirty thousand pounds.

I don't care one straw whether she sinks or swims.