“Why, o’ course, you wouldn’t pay.”
“Oh, now I understand you. If we take the boat with the spirits I am to give you fifty pounds?”
“Me? Think I’m goin’ to be fool enough to risk gettin’ my neck broke for fifty pound? Nay, not me. You’ll give it to me to give to him.”
“And where is he?”
“Never you mind, master.”
“Oh, well, there then; I’ll give you the fifty pounds if I take the boat. Dutch?”
“P’raps. Shake hands on it.”
“Is that necessary?” said the lieutenant, glancing with distaste at the great outstretched palm.
“Ay, shake hands on it, and you being a gentleman, you’ll say, ’pon your honour.”
“Oh, very well. There, upon my honour, we’ll pay you if we take the boat.”