"Nothing," he said, quietly.
"You exact no ransom whatever?"
"Why should I exaggerate, old hunter? I was drawn into committing a bad action by a man whose name I will not mention. Though a pirate, I am not so bad as I am painted. I have therefore sought to condone the evil."
"Admirably spoken," said François Berger, again embracing his daughter. "Go, darling, to your brother yonder."
"Allow me first to thank Captain Mitchell," she said, "for his extreme kindness during my captivity."
"You bear me no malice?"
"None whatever," she said, "but eternal gratitude. You deserve it and you have it."
Then with a gesture of adieu and a sweet smile on her adorable lips she ran off in the direction of the forest.
The men waited until she was out of sight.
"I will now take my leave," said the outlaw.