I am tired, my gay gardener, of all these piracies; I have had enough of them.

Even now, my spoils and prizes are greater than I can manage, and why should I strive to make them more?
I told you of my young lieutenant, who ran away and who gave his carcass to the birds of prey rather than sail with me and marry my strapping daughter.

I liked that fellow, Greenway, and if he had known what was well for him there might be some reason for me to keep on piling up goods and money, but there's cursed little reason for it now.

I have merchandise of value at Belize and much more of it in these ships, besides money from Charles Town which ought to last an honest gentleman for the rest of his days." "Ay," said Ben, "but an honest gentleman is sparing of his expenditures." "And you think I am not that kind of a man, do you ?" shouted the pirate.

"But let me tell you this.