Oh yes, I have much to be thankful for.

My life is in my own hand now.' "'Oh, master; oh, Captain; oh, my lord!' I cried; 'for the sake of God in heaven, don't talk like that.

Think of your sweet wife, your dear lady.' "'Betsy,' he answered, with his eyes full upon me, noble, yet frightful to look at, 'I am come to see my wife.

Go and let her know it, according to your own discretion.' "My discretion would have been not to let him see her, but go on and write to her from foreign countries, with the salt sea between them; but I give you my word that I had no discretion, but from pity and majesty obeyed him.

I knew that he must have broken prison, and by good rights ought to be starving.