When he communicated with the English owners of his now departed cargo, he would know what to say to them, but here, safe in harbour with his vessel and his passengers, he preferred to wait for a time before entirely blackening the character of the man who had allowed him to come here.

Like the faithful Ben Greenway, he did not yet believe in Stede Bonnet's piracy.
Madam Bonnet read her letter and did not like it.

In fact, she thought it shameful.

Then she opened and read the letter to her step-daughter.
This she did not like either, and she put it away in a drawer; she would have nothing to do with the transmission of such an epistle as this.
Most abominable when contrasted with the scurrilous screed he had written to her.
* * * * * Day after day passed on, and Kate Bonnet arose each morning feeling less happy than on the day before.

But at last a letter came, brought by a French vessel which had touched at Barbadoes.