Mr.
Killigrew thought perhaps I'd see a face I knew." "Valuable ?" "Fine sapphires.

A chance that they may come int' this port.

They haven't yet." "Your customs inspectors ought to be able to help you," observed the captain, hiding a smile.

"Nothing but motes can slip through their fingers." "Sometimes they're tripped up," replied Haggerty.

"A case like this is due t' slip through.