“And compromise himself?”
“Not necessarily. Then they had better stay in Virginia. And perhaps I’ll give up the Darien scheme and go home, find out what sort of a mess he is in, and see if I can make some sort of a composition with his prosecutors.”
“You can’t. You’re wanted in England yourself. We’re all outlaws, Charles. We’re flying with ropes round our necks.”
“Yes. I suppose we are. Well. Shall we all stay in Virginia?”
“Till we’re taken and sent home?”
“Till my committee of merchants procure our pardons.”
“We shall get no pardons till our Darien scheme is a big success.”
“That’s true, too.”
“Old Cammock was saying that Carolina is a good place. They call Charleston Puerto Franco; everybody’s safe there, he says.”
“God deliver Olivia from a place so lawless that every one is safe there.”