"I've been there afore, once in the brig _John Rolfe_ o' Greenock, and once in the _Luckpenny _o' Leith.

It's a het land but a bonny, and full o' all manner o' fruits.

You can see tobacco growin' like aits, and mair big trees in one plantin' than in all the shire o' Lothian.

Besides--" But I got no more of Muckle John's travels, for the door opened on that instant, and the gaoler appeared.

He looked at our heads, then singled me out, and cried on me to follow.