They say he has the devil's own luck in all he undertakes.
He has three of the fastest chasse-marees in the Islands, and they say he's never lost a cargo yet.

And they say he has dealings with the devil and Bonaparte and all the big merchants in Havre and Cherbourg.

But of late he's gone in for privateering, and the streak's growing a fat one, I can tell you.

He's got the finest schooner in these waters, and, ma fe, broth and soup are both alike to him, I trow! Oh yes, he can see through a fog, can Monsieur Torode." "And what does Peter Port say to it all ?" "Pergui! Peter Port didn't like having its bread taken out of its mouth,--not that it's bread contents Monsieur Torode, not by a very long way.

Fine doings there are on Herm, they say, when they're all at home there.