"I would treat him as you treated his father, Sir Rowland." "Murder him!" cried Trenchard shuddering.
"Ay, murder him, if you like the term," returned Wild.

"I should call it putting him out of the way.

But no matter how you phrase it, the end is the same." "I cannot consent to it," replied Sir Rowland firmly.

"Since the sea has spared him, I will spare him.

It is in vain to struggle against the arm of fate.