"It's not only the men; it's me.
I'm frich'ened, Davie." And he smiled across at me.

"No," he continued, "what we want is to be shut of him." Thereupon I consulted with Alan, and the parley was agreed to and parole given upon either side; but this was not the whole of Mr.Riach's business, and he now begged me for a dram with such instancy and such reminders of his former kindness, that at last I handed him a pannikin with about a gill of brandy.

He drank a part, and then carried the rest down upon the deck, to share it (I suppose) with his superior.
A little after, the captain came (as was agreed) to one of the windows, and stood there in the rain, with his arm in a sling, and looking stern and pale, and so old that my heart smote me for having fired upon him.
Alan at once held a pistol in his face.
"Put that thing up!" said the captain.

"Have I not passed my word, sir?
or do ye seek to affront me ?" "Captain," says Alan, "I doubt your word is a breakable.

Last night ye haggled and argle-bargled like an apple-wife; and then passed me your word, and gave me your hand to back it; and ye ken very well what was the upshot.