Do you want to stand for that?
Or shall I put you ashore with the rest ?" Unruffled as usual, he had nothing to say beyond "Ay, ay, sir!" "Take this cord then," I ordered him and Tom, "and bind the hands and feet of this pock-marked gentleman here; also of George, engineer; and also of Theodore, the deck-hand.

Bind them well.

And throw them into the dingy, with a bottle of water apiece, and a loaf of bread.

By noon, we'll have some wind, and can make our way to Harbour Island, and there I'll have a little talk with the Commandant." And as I ordered, all was done.

Tom and I rowed the dingy ashore, with our three captives bound like three silly fowls, and presently threw them ashore with precious little ceremony, I can tell you; for the coral rock is not all it sounds in poetry.