Well, be warned now by me.

If circumstances fail to justify your change of route, I shall make it my business to settle at least one revolution in Brazil by cracking your skull." San Benavides, hearing the names of the two ports, understood exactly why the young Englishman was making such a strenuous protest.

He moved nearer, laying an ostentatious hand on the sword that clanked everlastingly at his heels.

He had never been taught, it seemed, that a man who can use his fists commands a readier weapon than a sword in its scabbard.

Hozier eyed him.