Let me present myself.

I am called Peter Blood, and I am worth precisely ten pounds.

I know it because that is the sum your uncle paid for me.

It is not every man has the same opportunities of ascertaining his real value." She recognized him then.

She had not seen him since that day upon the mole a month ago, and that she should not instantly have known him again despite the interest he had then aroused in her is not surprising, considering the change he had wrought in his appearance, which now was hardly that of a slave.
"My God!" said she.