Then he laughed, a loose, idiot laugh, that yet somehow was half a sneer.
"Ah! The Old Wolf!" said he.

"Got here at last, eh?
And whatcher gonnerdo wi' me, eh ?" He hiccoughed resoundingly, and sagged back loosely in his chair.
Old Wolverstone stared at him in sombre silence.

He had looked with untroubled eye upon many a hell of devilment in his time, but the sight of Captain Blood in this condition filled him with sudden grief.

To express it he loosed an oath.

It was his only expression for emotion of all kinds.