As you know, we must be careful in our business.

Come and shake hands, brother, and be welcome.

I trust you now, and old Antonio never does things by halves." "Perhaps you had better try him a little further," said a young man who was standing near Pereira, as Leonard prepared to accept the invitation; "send for a slave and let us have the old test--there is none better." Pereira hesitated and Leonard's blood turned cold.
"Look here, young man," he said more furiously than before, "I have cut the throats of more men than you have whipped, but if you want a test, I will give you one.

Come down, my young cockerel, come down; there is plenty of light for comb-snipping." The man turned white with rage, but stood a moment contemplating Leonard's athletic form and keen eyes.

Apparently he found that in them which gave him pause, for instead of springing at him, he burst into a volume of threats and filthy abuse.
How the matter would have ended it is difficult to say, but at this juncture Pereira thought it well to interfere, and vigorously.
"Peace!" he thundered in his great voice, his white hair bristling with rage.