"But it's not for that only, sir: but my little maid--Oh, sir! my little maid, that I swore to Mr.Oxenham to look to, and never saw her from that day to this! I must find her, sir, or I shall go mad, I believe.

Not a night but she comes and calls to me in my dreams, the poor darling; and not a morning but when I wake there is my oath lying on my soul, like a great black cloud, and I no nearer the keeping of it.

I told that poor young minister of it when we were in the galleys together; and he said oaths were oaths, and keep it I must; and keep it I will, sir, if you'll but help me." "Have patience, man.

God will take as good care of thy little maid as ever thou wilt." "I know it, sir.

I know it: but faith's weak, sir! and oh! if she were bred up a Papist and an idolater; wouldn't her blood be on my head then, sir?
Sooner than that, sooner than that, I'd be in the Inquisition again to-morrow, I would!" "My good fellow, there are no adventures to the Indies forward now: but if you want to fight Spaniards, here is a gentleman will show you the way.