"And where are you going, your honour, if I may make so bold as to ask?"
"I am going to Ireland, Mike."
Mike looked at him with astonishment.
"To Ireland, your honour? Sure they will hang you, before you set your foot a week in the country."
"I have obtained a safe conduct, Mike, from Lord Godolphin. You remember him, the nobleman we kidnapped?"
"Sure I remember him, your honour; and he has given you a safe conduct? It is in luck you are, to be going back to Ireland again."
"It is not a visit of pleasure, Mike. I am going over to try to ascertain to which branch of my family I belong."
"And what can it matter, your honour? It's a good name you have made for yourself out here."
"I have done well enough, Mike, but I am tired of being asked, by almost every officer I meet, about my family, when in fact I know nothing myself."
"Well, Captain, it does not seem to me worth troubling about, for if you don't know who they are, it is little they can have done for you."