By the eternal, I cannot see why they should make such a fuss over how a man chooses to save his own soul, though here is old Ephraim just as fierce upon the other side, so all the folly is not one way." "What are you saying about me ?" asked the seaman, pricking up his ears at the mention of his own name.
"Only that you are a good stiff old Protestant." "Yes, thank God.

My motto is freedom to conscience, d'ye see, except just for Quakers, and Papists, and--and I wouldn't stand Anne Hutchinsons and women testifying, and suchlike foolishness." Amos Green laughed.

"The Almighty seems to pass it over, so why should you take it to heart ?" said he.
"Ah, you're young and callow yet.

You'll live to know better.

Why, I shall hear you saying a good word soon even for such unclean spawn as this," prodding the prostrate friar with the handle of his paddle.
"I daresay he's a good man, accordin' to his lights." "And I daresay a shark is a good fish accordin' to its lights.