You said 'alone.'" "What?
Is there another trustee ?" "There is the man already mentioned--Roderick Salt." "Tut, tut--he's dead." "I fear, on the contrary, that he's alive." "But he was drowned, confound him!" "Some meddling Netherlander, cursed with too much humanity, must have baulked the will of Heaven by dragging him out of the ditch and reviving him.

He was rescued, sir, and clapped into prison; escaped by turning traitor and entering the service of the Prince of Orange-- in what capacity I dare not say, but likely enough as a spy, or perhaps a kidnapper of soldiers.

There are plenty of the trade along the frontiers just now.

He has changed his name, but has been recognised by more than one Harwich man at The Hague, and again at Cuxhaven.

For a year now I have heard nothing of him.