I cannot read these lists." The Scotchman looked up.

"Is there no' light enow!" he asked.
"Light!" said Bonnet; "there is no light anywhere; all is murkiness and gloom.

The goods which you have been lately estimating are all my own, taken from my own ship by that arch traitor and chief devil, Blackbeard.
I have read the names of them to you and I have remembered many of them and I have not weakened, but now comes a task which is too great for me.
These things which follow were all intended for my daughter Kate.

Silks and satins and cloth of gold, ribbons and fine linen, laces and ornaments, all these I selected for my dear daughter, and by day and by night I have thought of her apparelled in fine raiment, more richly dressed than any lady in Barbadoes.

My daughter, my beautiful, my proud Kate! And now what has it all come to?
All these are gone, basely stolen from me by that Blackbeard." Ben Greenway looked up.