Wot I com'd here for wos to do my duty; so, now, I'm agoin' to do it." Gascoyne, who was amused in spite of himself by the manner of the man, merely smiled, and awaited in silence the pleasure of his eccentric visitor.
Dick now set down the lantern, went to the door, and returned with a coil of stout rope.
"You see," observed the boatswain, as he busied himself in uncoiling-and making a running noose on the rope, "I'm ordered to prewent you from carrying out your intentions--wotiver these may be--by puttin' a coil or two o' this here rope round you.

Now, wot I've got to ask of you is, Will ye submit peaceable like to have it done ?" "Surely, this is heaping unnecessary indignity upon me!" exclaimed Gascoyne, flushing crimson with anger.
"It _may_ be unnecessary, but it's got to be done," returned Dick, with cool decision, as he placed the end of a knot between his powerful teeth, and drew it tight.

"Besides, Mister Gascoyne, a pirate must expect indignities to be heaped upon him.

However, I'll heap as few as possible on ye in the discharge of my duty." Gascoyne had started to his feet; but he sat down, abashed on being thus reminded of his deserts.
"True," said he; "true.

I will submit." He added in his mind, "I deserve this;" but nothing more escaped his lips, while he stood up and permitted the boatswain to pass the cord round his arms, and lash them firmly to his sides.
Having bound him in a peculiarly tight and nautical manner, Dick once more went to his accomplices at the door, and returned with a hammer and chisel, and a large stone.