"At Bermuda; and by the piper, they once flogged men before the altar there, and then called the prisoners into chapel and preached to them about forgiving one another, and showing mercy to one another, the —— hypocrites."
"What are you here for this time?"
"Oh, nothing at all. I am like the bloke in the song—
'One day as I passed I looked into the kitchen,
Where I saw a pot boiling, but not for poor Pat;
For love and for thieving I'd always an itchin',
So I took out the mutton and put in the cat.'"
"I understand there was a great many unnatural crimes committed at Bermuda?"
"Oh! shocking. The young lads would go about with their pockets full of money, and their hair decked up like girls. It was disgusting, 'pon my word; and do you know what the authorities called it when cases were brought before them?"
"No."