Kate, running forward, grasped the Scotchman by both hands.
"And where is he ?" she cried.
"He is in there," said Ben, pointing through the storeroom to the open door at the back.

In an instant she was gone.
"And Dickory ?" cried Dame Charter.

"Oh, Ben Greenway, tell me of my boy." They went inside and Greenway told everything he knew, which was very much, although it was not enough to comfort the poor mother's heart, who could not readily believe that because Dickory had sailed away with a great and powerful pirate, that eminent man would be sure to bring him back in safety; but as Greenway really believed this, his words made some impression on the good dame's heart.

She could see some reason to believe that Blackbeard, having now so much property in the town, might make a short cruise this time, and that any day the Revenge, with her dear son on board, might come sailing into port.
With his face buried in his folded arms, which rested on the table, Stede Bonnet received his daughter.

At first she did not recognise him, never having seen him in such mean apparel; but when he raised his head, she knew her father.