Mandalin man put on heavy chain, kick flow in boat, put in plison, no give to eat, and then choppee off allee head.
Makee hurt gleat deal mo'.

Velly solly for plisoner.

Bette' make big fi' and bu'n allee now." Mr Brooke smiled and looked at me, and I laughed.
"We'd better change the subject, Herrick," he said.

"I'm afraid there is not much difference in the cruelty of the act." "No, sir," I said, giving one of my ears a rub.

"But it is puzzling." "Yes, my lad; and I suppose we should have no hesitation in shelling and burning a pirates' nest." "But we couldn't steal up and set fire to their junks in the dark, sir ?" "No, my lad, that wouldn't be ordinary warfare.