D'ye think now that with a match between your fingers ye'd grow more communicative ?" If Don Francisco grew a shade paler, yet again he shook his head.
"That was the way of Morgan and L'Ollonais and other pirates.

But it is not the way of Captain Blood.

If I had doubted that I should not have disclosed so much." The Captain laughed.

"You old rogue," said he.

"Ye play upon my vanity, do you ?" "Upon your honour, Captain." "The honour of a pirate?
Ye're surely crazed!" "The honour of Captain Blood," Don Francisco insisted.