How I have longed to see my daughter, and how, time and again and time and again, I have pictured our meeting! I have seen her throw herself into the arms of that noble officer, her father; I have heard her, bathed in filial tears, forgive me everything because of the proud joy with which she looked on me and knew I was her father.

Greenway, I cannot go; I have dropped too low, and I am ashamed to meet her." "Ashamed that ye are honest ?" cried the Scotchman.

"Ashamed that sin nae longer besets ye, an' that ye are lifted above the thief an' the cutpurse! Master Bonnet, Master Bonnet, in good truth I am ashamed o' ye." "Very well," said the captain of the Belinda, "I have no time to waste; if you will not go to her, she e'en must come to you.

I will send my boat for her and the others, and you shall wait for them here." "I will not wait!" exclaimed Bonnet.

"I don't dare to look into her eyes.