Now, you and the two men back away from the door, and as sure as there's a God in Heaven, if any one of you tries to draw a weapon I'll shoot him.

You'll observe that I've two pistols and also a sword.

A sailor engaged in a hazardous trade like ours, catching and selling slaves, usually learns how to use firearms, but I'm pretty good with the sword, too, captain, though I've hid the knowledge from you before.

Now, just kindly back into the cook's galley there, and you and your comrades make up a good big bag of food for me.

I'll tell you what to choose.