“With a whole gang to back him, if he goes there.”
“Orders, Jack.”
“Agnes at his mercy.”
“Captain’s orders, Jack.”
“I shall argue this point when I go on board,” replied Jack.
“Too late, Jack.”
“Yes,” replied Easy, sinking down on the stern sheets with a look of despair.
“Give way, my lads, give way.”
Jack returned on board and reported what he had done; also that Don Silvio was among those liberated; and he ventured to mention his fears of what might take place from their contiguity to the house of Don Rebiera. Captain Wilson bit his lips: he felt that his philanthropy had induced him to act without his usual prudence.
“I have done a rash thing, Mr Easy, I am afraid. I should have taken them all on board and delivered them up to the authorities. I wish I had thought of that before. We must get to Palermo as fast as we can, and have the troops sent after these miscreants. Hands ’bout ship, fill the main-yard.”