CAPTAIN. I would risk cashiering. And I may remind you, sir, that it is not you, but your father, who's the magistrate.
GUY. I speak here for my father. We settled that between us half an hour ago.
CAPTAIN. That's true. He sent me to you.
GUY. On your errand of—mercy?
CAPTAIN. Yes.
GUY (rising). Captain, oblige me by sending two of your prisoners here. Butterworth and Kelsall. One of them may escape. He is my wife's father.
CAPTAIN (rising). Your wife's father! I'm sorry, Mrs. Barlow. I had so few men that I had to bind the prisoners, and your father must be pinioned like the rest.
GUY. He acted like the rest. I will see to his bindings, Captain.
CAPTAIN. And as to the other question?
GUY. What other?