CHAPTER TEN.
HOW WE SAILED WITH A POET OF THE FIRST WATER.
Ludar told me, when presently I had revived enough to hear his story, that when the tide turned and I did not appear, the Frenchman laughed and bade them haul the anchor and thank Heaven they were rid of a thief.
"Whereat," said Ludar, "we came to words, and the maiden took your part and besought the fellow to wait a half-hour.

But he would hear none of it.

He said he was master here, and, if we liked not the ship, we might go out of it.

Indeed," added he, "he had a mind, he said, to put us all out and be rid of so ill a company.

Then there was nothing left but to let him have his will, and we sailed.