Jeremy Pitt had almost ceased to breathe.
"I'll give you ten pounds for him," said the Colonel at last.
Peter Blood prayed that the offer might be rejected.

For no reason that he could have given you, he was taken with repugnance at the thought of becoming the property of this gross animal, and in some sort the property of that hazel-eyed young girl.

But it would need more than repugnance to save him from his destiny.

A slave is a slave, and has no power to shape his fate.

Peter Blood was sold to Colonel Bishop--a disdainful buyer--for the ignominious sum of ten pounds..