The townspeople suspected him last night, and now they know what he is." At this moment Master Dickory jumped upon the baker, and both went down.

When Dickory got up, the baker remained where he was, and it was plain enough to everybody that the nerves and muscles of even a vigorous young man were greatly weakened by the confined occupation of a baker.
Dickory now went further to ask more, and he soon heard enough.

The respectable Major Bonnet had gone away in his own ship with a savage crew, far beyond the needs of the vessel, and if he had not gone pirating, what had he gone for?
And to this question Dickory replied every time: "He went because he was taken away." He would not give up his faith in Kate Bonnet's father.
"And Greenway," the people said.

"Why should they take him?
He is of no good on a ship." On this, Dickory's heart fell further.

He had been troubled about the Scotchman, but had tried not to think of him.
"The scoundrels have stolen them both, with the vessel," he said; and as he spoke his soul rose upward at the thought of what he had done for Kate; and as that had been done, what mattered it after all what had happened to other people?
Five minutes afterward a man came running through the town with the news that old Bonnet's daughter, Miss Kate, had also gone away in the ship.
She was not at home; she was not in the town.
"That settles it!" said some people.