Cary had shunned him of late, partly from delicacy, partly from dislike of his supposed hard-heartedness.

But this time they happened to meet full; and Cary could not pass without speaking to him.
"Well, Mr.Salterne, and how goes on the shipping trade ?" "Well enough, sir, if some of you young gentlemen would but follow Mr.
Leigh's example, and go forth to find us stay-at-homes new markets for our ware." "What?
you want to be rid of us, eh ?" "I don't know why I should, sir.

We sha'n't cross each other now, sir, whatever might have been once.

But if I were you, I should be in the Indies about now, if I were not fighting the queen's battles nearer home." "In the Indies?
I should make but a poor hand of Drake's trade." And so the conversation dropped; but Cary did not forget the hint.
"So, lad, to make an end of a long story," said he to Amyas; "if you are minded to take the old man's offer, so am I: and Westward-ho with you, come foul come fair." "It will be but a wild-goose chase, Will." "If she is with him, we shall find her at La Guayra.

If she is not, and the villain has cast her off down the wind, that will be only an additional reason for making an example of him." "And if neither of them are there, Will, the Plate-fleets will be; so it will be our own shame if we come home empty-handed.