"I am not to be scared out of my game by any such bugbears as you talk about.

But I am willing to say this, my little rooster: I have no intention to hang you to the yard-arm, as you hinted that I might." "At noon to-day you swore that you would kill me." "I have altered my mind, as I told you before," growled the commander of the Snapper, with very ill grace, as though he was ashamed because he had abandoned his purpose to commit a murder.

"I am not what you call a temperance man; and when I get ashore, and in good company, I sometimes take a little more good whiskey than it is prudent; but I don't drink anything on board of my ship.

To cut it short, I was a little too much in the wind when I said I was going to kill you.

I am sober now." "I think you must be able to see what the consequences of murdering a person captured on British soil would be, Captain Flanger," suggested Christy.
"As I have told you twice before, I do not intend to murder you," said the captain angrily.