I am sailing now for Topsail Inlet, on the North Carolina coast, and I am going to run in there, disperse this fleet, sell my goods, and--" "Be hanged ?" interpolated Greenway in surprise.
"Not a bit of it, you croaking crow!" roared the pirate.

"Not a bit of it.

Don't you know, you dull-head, that our good King George has issued a proclamation to the Brethren of the Coast to come in and behave themselves like honest citizens and receive their pardon?
I have done that once, and so I know all about it; but I backslid, showing that my conversion was badly done." "It must hae been a poor hand that did the job for ye," said Greenway, "for truly the conversion washed off in the first rain." The pirate laughed a great laugh.

"The fact is," he said, "I did the work myself, and knowing nothing about it made a bad botch of it, but this time it will be different.

I am going to give the matter into your hands, and I shall expect you to do it well.