It's your fault, my lads, and very onsensible.

Bo's'n, it's a big place, and I shall want all my men.

You're all right here; with one you ought to be able to hold this." "And the prisoner ?" "No; we'll take him with us.

Here, lash his hands behind him, and tie his legs together.

We'll lay him down to have a nap somewhere yonder down below.