Get you home, Master Castell." "My home is where my daughter is," answered Castell fiercely.

"I go a-sailing also." "There is danger for you in that land of Spaniards, if ever we get yonder," said Peter meaningly.
"If it were the mouth of hell, still I would go," replied Castell.

"Why should I not who seek a devil ?" "That we do both," said Peter, and stretching out his hand he took that of Castell.

It was the pledge of the father and the lover to follow her who was all to them, till death stayed their quest.
Castell thought a little while, then gave orders that all the crew should be called together on deck in the waist of the ship, which was a carack of about two hundred tons burden, round fashioned, and sitting deep in the water, but very strongly built of oak, and a swift sailer.
When they were gathered, and with them the officers and their own servants, accompanied by Peter, he went and addressed them just as the sun was rising.

In few and earnest words he told them of the great outrage that had been done, and how it was his purpose and that of Peter Brome who had been wickedly robbed of the maid who this day should have become his wife, to follow the thieves across the sea to Spain, in the hope that by the help of God, they might rescue Margaret and Betty.