I used to do a neat little bit of cognac, silk, and cigar smuggling.

I know every crag of Corbiere Rocks, every shady joint in St.Heliers, every nook of St.Aubin's Bay.

Oh! I'm fly to the whole game!" "Could you not get a good boat's crew there ?" anxiously demanded Major Hawke.
"Ah! My boy! I am 'king high' with a set of daring fishermen, who can smell out every rock from Dover to Land's End; and, from Calais to Brest, in the blackest night of the channel, if it pays." "Then, Jack, your fortune is made, if you stand in.

We'll pull it off, in one way or the other.

You've got an easy job for a man of your ability.