Don't go to jawin' her, now, 'cause yer ketched.

Come, now," he continued, "let's have yer we'pons." The rebel coolly handed out two silver-mounted revolvers, which the mate thrust into his belt.
"Now, I hope you're satisfied," said Mary, impatiently; "and are ready to go and leave us in peace." "Not quite," answered Frank.

"I have not yet obeyed my orders.

As I said before, I must see the inside of every room in your house.

Jack, send two men on board the ship with that prisoner." "Ay, ay, sir," answered the mate, touching his cap.