An' when ye're off to see the Governor an' hae got your pardon, it'll be a happy day, Master Bonnet, for ye an' for your daughter, an' for your brother-in-law an' everybody in Bridgetown wha either knew ye or respected ye." "No more of that," cried Bonnet.

"I did not say I was going to Bridgetown, or that I wanted anybody there to respect me.

It is my purpose to fit out the Revenge as a privateer and get a commission to sail in her in the war between Spain and the Allies.

This will be much more to my taste, Ben Greenway, than trading in sugar and hides." Greenway was very grave.
"There is so little difference," said he, "between a privateer an' a pirate that it is a great strain on a common mind to keep them separate; but a commission from the king is better than a commission from the de'il, an' we'll hope there won't be much o' a war after all is said an' done." There was not much intercourse between Blackbeard and Bonnet at Topsail Inlet.

The pirate was on very good terms with the authorities at that place, who for their own sakes cared not much to interfere with him, and Bonnet had his own work in hand and industriously engaged in it.