But he acts strangely for a pirate.

He seems as much at his ease amongst us as if he were the most innocent of men.

Moreover, his looks seem to stamp him a thoroughly honest fellow.

But, alas! one cannot depend on looks." "But where is the man ?" asked Henry.
"He is asleep in the small closet off the kitchen," said Mrs.Stuart, "where he has been lying ever since you returned from the heathen village.

Poor fellow, he sleeps heavily, and looks as if he had been hurt during all this fighting." "Hurt! say you ?" exclaimed Henry, laughing; "it is a miracle that he is now alive after the flight he took over the north cliff into the sea." "Flight!--over the north cliff!" echoed Mrs.Stuart, in surprise.
"Aye, and a fearful plunge he had." Here Henry detailed poor Jo's misadventure.