"I can have no knowledge of these things.

I have the honour to represent upon the seas His Catholic Majesty, who is at peace with the King of England.
Already you have told me more than it is good for me to know.

I will endeavour to forget it, and I will ask you, sirs," he added, glancing at his officers, "to forget it also." But he winked into the twinkling eyes of Captain Blood; then added matter that at once extinguished that twinkle.

"But since Diego cannot come to me, why, I will go across to him." For a moment Don Esteban's face was a mask of pallid fear.

Then Blood was speaking in a lowered, confidential voice that admirably blended suavity, impressiveness, and sly mockery.
"If you please, Don Miguel, but that is the very thing you must not do--the very thing Don Diego does not wish you to do.