True that at last, after long time, we catch the Deputy-Governor; true, we make him pay big ransom for Gibraltar; true between that ransom and the loot we return here with some two thousand pieces of eight.

But what is it, in reality, will you tell me?
Or shall I tell you?
It is a piece of cheese--a piece of cheese in a mousetrap, and we are the little mice.

Goddam! And the cats--oh, the cats they wait for us! The cats are those four Spanish ships of war that have come meantime.

And they wait for us outside the bottle-neck of this lagoon.

Mort de Dieu! That is what comes of the damned obstinacy of your fine Captain Blood." Wolverstone laughed.