“Then what do you propose?”
“I can’t propose anything if you can’t raise the wind. If you will be hanged, it’s your fault, not mine. It would suit me to know you were in a penal settlement quite as well as to know you were buried.”
“You are quite disinterested, Captain Jack, and very polite.”
“I always was.”
“But suppose I do not give you money, that I do not hang or be transported—what then?”
“Oh, that’s impossible; out of the question entirely; you must do one thing or the other. Do you refuse to raise the money?”
“No. I do not.”
“Well, then, I have got pens, ink, and paper in my pocket; write a note, and I will take it to any place you like.”
“You are a cunning rascal, Captain Jack.”
“No matter; time is flying—there is no use of wasting compliments. Can you raise the amount by writing for it?”