You better take yer own way, an' I'll take mine." The cool impudence of manner with which John Bumpus said this had its effect on Ole, who, although fond enough of fighting against enemies, had no sort of desire to fight against friends, especially for the sake of a pirate.
"Come, Bumpus," said he, "you and I understand each other.

Let us talk the thing over calmly.

I've quite as much objection to see unnecessary bloodshed as you have.

We have had enough of that lately.

Tell me what you know, and I promise to do what you recommend as far as I can in reason." "Do you promise to let no one else know wot I tell ye ?" "I do." "An' d'ye promise to take no more than six niggers to prewent this escape ?" "Will six be enough ?" "Plenty; but, if that bothers ye, say twelve,--I'm not partic'lar,--say twelve.