Untie me, and let me set you ashore, and then I'll sail away and never come near the Crag again." "Well, but you won't come near the Crag again if I take you ashore.

Sir Francis will have you put in prison, of course.

Won't he, Mike ?" "There's no doubt about that," replied Mike.
Daygo groaned.
"Oh, Master Vince--don't, don't!" he cried.

"I'm an old man now, and it would be so horrible." "So it was for our poor people at home; and I know you've been pretending you hadn't seen us." "Ay, I've been a bad 'un--'orrid bad 'un, sir, but I'm a-repenting now, and going to lead a new life." "In prison, Joe." "No, no, no, sir," yelled the miserable wretch.

"It 'd kill me.