"Takes some doing."
"It can be done."
"How?"
The two men looked at each other, trying to fathom the depths to which either would be prepared to go.
"How?" asked Pengelly again. "Holding up a bank, for example.
"Try again."
"Highway robbery, perhaps."
"Sort of," admitted Trevorrick. "For 'highway' substitute 'high seas,' and you've got it."
"Piracy, by Jove!" ejaculated Pengelly, with a gleam in his eyes. It was a case of blood will tell, and Pengellys had in bygone days sailed under the Jolly Roger; more than one had made a public spectacle at Execution Dock. "'That's funny, deuced funny," he added after a pause.
"I've been thinking of that myself."