"I cannot stay here, and I am sure you will not want to.

Now, while he is below, can we not slip overboard and swim ashore?
I am sure I could do it." Black Paul grinned grimly.

"But where should we swim to ?" he said.

"On the coast of Honduras there is no safety for a man who flees from Blackbeard.

But keep your tongue close; he is coming." The moment Blackbeard put his foot upon the deck he began to roar out his general orders.
"I go over to the bark," he said, "and shall put my mate here in charge of her.