We were travelling south together--" "What right had you--" "Excuse me, I was about to put a similar question.

To begin with, you do not deny, I suppose, that the lad is my son ?" He paused a second or two, and listened; for a sudden shout had gone up from the galley's deck above them.

He continued, "Secondly, the boy is heir to considerable estates; thirdly, he has been so for many years; fourthly, I am legally an administrator of those estates; fifthly, you knew that I was alive--what the devil is that noise ?" "Never mind the noise.

Proceed with your remarks." "I have simply to say that you, Captain Barker, together with your friend Runacles, have for years been playing off a fraud on the law, and that I am going to exact my rights to the last farthing." "Really, you must excuse me; but do you--a traitor, on board a French ship--imagine that you possess any rights in England ?" There was certainly a loud trampling of feet on the galley's deck at this moment.

But Captain Barker knew that the French would make haste to clear their dead at once and get into motion with their prize, for the merchantmen must, before this, have given the alarm, and the coast was continually patrolled by British cruisers.
"You have a very imperfect knowledge of my position, Captain Barker; and it naturally leads you to jump to very wrong conclusions.
To begin with, you imagine me a traitor." "I do." "To whom?
To King William, I suppose ?" "Well, as William is the king whose law seems most likely to interfere with your present threats, I will instance King William." "You are mistaken.