But let me tell you again, my good Ben Greenway, that I was no party to your being on this vessel.
Even now, when my soul swells within me with the pride of knowing that I am a sovereign of the seas and that I owe no allegiance to any man or any government and that my will is my law and is the law of every man upon this vessel--even now, Ben Greenway, it grieves me to know that you are here with me.

But the first chance I get I shall set you ashore and have you sent home.

Thou art not cut out for a pirate, and as no other canst thou sail with me." Ben Greenway looked at him steadfastly.
"Master Stede Bonnet," said he, "ye are no more fit to be a bloody pirate than I am.

Ye oversee your plantation weel, although I hae often been persuaded that ye knew no' as much as ye think ye do.

Ye provide weel for your family, although ye tak' no' the pleasure therein ye might hae ta'en had ye been content wi' ane wife, as the Holy Scriptures tell us is enough for ony mon, an' ye hae sufficient judgment to tak' the advice o' a judgmatical mon about your lands an' your herds; but when it comes to your ca'in' yoursel' a pirate captain, it is enough to make a deceased person chuckle by the absurdity o' it." "Ben Greenway," exclaimed Major Bonnet, "I don't like your manner of speech." "O' course ye don't," cried Ben; "an' I didna expect ye to like it; but it is the solemn truth for a' that." "I don't want any of your solemn truths," said Bonnet, "and as soon as I get a chance I am going to send you home to your barnyard and your cows." "No' so fast, Master Bonnet, no' so fast," answered Ben.