"But since it was more or less in your service that I donned the King's coat, you should suffer it to cover the thief and pirate." She shrugged and turned aside, in some resentment and some regret.
Fearing to betray the latter, she took refuge in the former.

"I do my best," said she.
"So that ye can be charitable in some ways!" He laughed softly.

"Glory be, now, I should be thankful for so much.

Maybe I'm presumptuous.

But I can't forget that when I was no better than a slave in your uncle's household in Barbados, ye used me with a certain kindness." "Why not?
In those days you had some claim upon my kindness.