Don Clemente wasted some energy in vague blasphemies. Captain Blood was amused. 'I know how you suffer. You were already counting upon seeing me hanged.'
'Few things in this life would bring me greater satisfaction.'
'Alas! I must hope to disappoint your Excellency. You'll stay to sup aboard with me?'
'Sir, I do not sup with pirates.'
'Then you may go sup with the devil,' said Captain Blood. And on his short fat legs Don Clemente stalked in dudgeon back to his barge.
Wolverstone watched his departure with a brooding eye.
'Odslife, Peter, you'ld be wise to hold that Spanish gentleman. His pledge binds him no more than would a cobweb. The treacherous dog will spare nothing to do us a mischief, pledge or no pledge.'
'You're forgetting Don Ilario.'
'I'm thinking Don Clemente may forget him, too.'
'We'll be vigilant,' Blood promised confidently