Judge now whether he or the Harbour-Master will obey the summons, or whether you will be allowed to depart as you imagine." Blood's face became grave.

"I'm sorry for that," said he.
I thought you would be, answered his lordship.
"Oh, but not on my own account.

It's the Deputy-Governor there I'm sorry for.

D'ye know what Ye've done?
Sure, now, ye've very likely hanged him." "My God!" cried Bishop in a sudden increase of panic.
"If they so much as put a shot across my bows, up goes their Deputy-Governor to the yardarm.

Your only hope, Colonel, lies in the fact that I shall send them word of that intention.