‘Ay, carry him to Flushing,’ said the Captain, ‘or--to America?’
‘Ay, ay, my friend.’
‘Or--to Jericho?’
‘Psha! Wherever you have a mind.’
‘Ay, or--pitch him overboard?’
‘Nay, I advise no violence.’
‘Nein, nein; you leave that to me. Sturmwetter! I know you of old. But, hark ye, what am I, Dirk Hatteraick, to be the better of this?’
‘Why, is it not your interest as well as mine?’ said Glossin; ‘besides, I set you free this morning.’
‘YOU set me free! Donner and deyvil! I set myself free. Besides, it was all in the way of your profession, and happened a long time ago, ha, ha, ha!’
‘Pshaw! pshaw! don’t let us jest; I am not against making a handsome compliment; but it’s your affair as well as mine.’