I'm in favour with my admiral, and he'll do a deal for me, and back me out.
Come with me; your marriage shall be set aside, and we'll be married again, all square and above-board.

Come away.

Leave that damned fellow to repent of the trick he played an honest sailor; we'll be true, whatever has come and gone.

Come, Sylvia.' His arm was round her waist, and he was drawing her towards the door, his face all crimson with eagerness and hope.

Just then the baby cried.
'Hark!' said she, starting away from Kinraid, 'baby's crying for me.
His child--yes, it is his child--I'd forgotten that--forgotten all.
I'll make my vow now, lest I lose mysel' again.