If you don't he'll be playin' you some other wild trick.

He is not fit for a pirate, anyway, and he ought to be taken back to his calves and his chickens." Kate did not resent this language; she even smiled, a little sadly.

She had a great work before her, and she could not mind trifles.
None of the other pirates came on board, for they were afraid of Sorby, and when that great man had made the round of the decks and had given Captain Ichabod some bits of advice, he got down into his boat.

The anchor was weighed, the sails hoisted, and, amid shouts and cheers from a dozen small boats containing some of the most terrible and bloody sea-robbers who had ever infested the face of the waters, the Restless sailed away: the only pirate ship which had, perhaps, ever left port followed by blessings and goodwill; goodwill, although the words which expressed it were curses and the men who waved their hats were blasphemers and cut-throats.
Away sailed our gentle and most respectable party, with the Jolly Roger floating boldly high above them.

Kate, looking skyward, noticed this and took courage to bewail the fact to Captain Ichabod.
He smiled.