P'r'aps he'll on'y ship you off to Bottonny Bay, or one o' they tother-end-o'-the-world places, where you can't never come back to tell no tales." "I don't believe it: he dare not.

Don't take any notice, Mike; he's only saying this to scare us, and we're not going to be scared." "Now, _mon ami_," cried the captain, "you vill not get out if you do not depart zis minute.

I cannot spare to have you drowned.

I sall sail to-night, and you vill be here ready ?" "Ay, ay, I'll be here," growled Daygo.
"Then you are coming back ?" said Vince quickly.
"That's so, Master Vince.

How's he going to get the _Belle-Marie_ out without me to pilot him?
Yes, I'm comin' back to-night, my lad; and I hope I shall see you agen." He said these last words in a whisper, which sent a chill through the lads, for that he was serious there could be no doubt.
By this time two men were down by the boat, that was now half in the water, which had risen till she was rocking sidewise to and fro; and smartly enough the old fisherman turned and trotted over the sand to join in thrusting the boat out, and then sprang in.
This was too much for Mike, who made a sudden dash after him.
"Come on, Vince," he cried; and the boy followed, but only to catch hold of his companion as he clung to the bows of the boat.
"Don't I don't do that, Mike," cried Vince; "you couldn't get away." Three men who had rushed after them, and were about to seize the prisoners, refrained as soon as they saw Vince's action; and the boat with old Daygo on board glided out among the rocks, and then passed off out of sight, round the left buttress of the cavern mouth.
This was enough: Mike turned furiously upon Vince and struck him, sending him staggering backward over the thick sand; and, unable to keep his balance, the lad came down in a sitting position.
"You coward!" cried Mike: "if it hadn't been for you we might have got away." "Coward, am I ?" cried Vince, as he sprang up and dashed at his assailant, with fists clenched and everything forgotten now but the blow.