"Why not put in there?"
"Yes, we kin; but, hang it, how am I a-goin' to git back to Baltimore?"
"Oh, that's aisy enough. Run in after night."
"Yes, an' be sunk by the blasted Britishers!"
"He won't know ye after dark."
"But, Terrence, what are we to do?" asked Fernando.
"It's do, is it?--faith, do nothin'!"
"But the academy?"
"It will get along without us."
"But can we get along without it?"