The shore was but a mile or two away.

The sun shone now and the light was full, the little bay seemed to smile at me as I turned my head; but all smiles are short for a man who has but a guinea in his purse.
"What shall we do ?" asked Barbara again.

"Is there nobody to whom you can go, Simon ?" There seemed nobody.

Buckingham I dared not trust, he was in Monmouth's interest; Darrell had called himself my friend, but he was the servant of Lord Arlington, and my lord the Secretary was not a man to trust.

My messenger would guide my enemies and my charge be put in danger.
"Is there nobody, Simon ?" she implored.
There was one, one who would aid me with merry willingness and, had she means at the moment, with lavish hand.