"Are you mad?
It's Spain that's to be fought! Spain the rich! Spain the powerful! Spain the lord of the New World!" "It's England that fights!" I cried.

"For very shame, hold thy tongue!" "If we surrender at once, they'll let us go!" he whined.

"We can take the small boats and get to the Bermudas, they'll let us go." "Into the galleys," muttered West.
The craven tried another feint.

"Think of the women and children!" "We do," I said sternly.

"Silence, fool!" The Governor, a brave and honest man, rose from the keg of powder.