I propose now, this trip, falling on the grounds of the Earl of Selkirk, a privy counsellor and particular private friend of George III.

But I won't hurt a hair of his head.

When I get him on board here, he shall lodge in my best state-room, which I mean to hang with damask for him.

I shall drink wine with him, and be very friendly; take him to America, and introduce his lordship into the best circles there; only I shall have him accompanied on his calls by a sentry of two disguised as valets.

For the Earl's to be on sale, mind; so much ransom; that is, the nobleman, Lord Selkirk, shall have a bodily price pinned on his coat-tail, like any slave up at auction in Charleston.