“He is a rogue!” said one.
“An infamous liar!” growled several.
“He is not worthy of life!”
“What shall we do with him?”
“Kill him! kill him!”
Captain Jack now felt cold perspiration oozing from every part of his body, and he trembled in every limb.
“You have boasted in your time of having done great things against the Skeleton Crew,” said Death-wing, with a grim smile, “but your tales are all lies, for a greater coward than you are never carried a sword, Captain Jack.”
“He is not fit to live!”
“I know he is not,” said Death-wing, “and he shall die, unless he promises to fulfil all we ask of him.”
“Name it—name anything you like, and I will do it,” said Captain Jack, trembling.