What do you seek aboard my ship ?" "At first I sought only that which belongs to me, something of which I am being robbed.

But since you chose war and opened fire on me with some damage to my ship and loss of life to five of my men, why, war it is, and your ship a prize of war." From the quarter rail Mademoiselle d'Ogeron looked down with glowing eyes in breathless wonder upon her well-beloved hero.

Gloriously heroic he seemed as he stood towering there, masterful, audacious, beautiful.
He saw her, and with a glad shout sprang towards her.

The Dutch master got in his way with hands upheld to arrest his progress.

Levasseur did not stay to argue with him: he was too impatient to reach his mistress.
He swung the poleaxe that he carried, and the Dutchman went down in blood with a cloven skull.