But if they approve, go right north away for San Domingo and Cuba, and try the ports; they can have no news of us there, and there is booty without end.

Tell my mother that I died like a gentleman; and mind--mind, dear lad, to keep your temper with the men, let the poor fellows grumble as they may.

Mind but that, and fear God, and all will go well." The tears were glistening in Cary's eyes as he pressed Amyas's hand, and watched the two brothers down over the side upon their desperate errand.
They reached the pebble beach.

There seemed no difficulty about finding the path to the house--so bright was the moon, and so careful a survey of the place had Frank taken.

Leaving the men with the boat (Amyas had taken care that they should be well armed), they started up the beach, with their swords only.