"It all comes of dressing up in this stupid way, like a rough fisher-lad.

If I had been in uniform, she would not have dared." Cold water came on this idea directly, as he recalled the fact that the darkness was intense, and Celia could not have seen him.
"And I meant to save them from trouble if I could, out of respect for them all, and did not believe that such people could stoop to be mixed up with rogues and smugglers.

But, all right! I've got my duty to do, and I'll do it.

I'll soon show them that I am not going to be played with.

Looked such a nice, lady-like girl, and all the time she's a female smuggler, and must have been sitting up to let them in, and lock up after the rascals had done." Rather hard measure, by the way, to deal out to the anxious girl, who could not rest while Shackle's gang were busy about the place, and had come stealthily down to open the little corner room window, and watch from time to time until they had gone.
"Well," said Archy, as there was no further sound heard, "I'm not going to put up with this.