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"I say sheer off and leave me to my sleep lest I mischief you"

"Ha' ye no lust for riches, then?"

"No more than I have to your company and I love that less and less"

"'Tis pity!" says he, shaking his head "Aye, 'tis pity, for I do like you more and ibbet-like figure of a rogue, shiprace a cross-roads better thana quiet soul--"

"And a pirate, like as not!"

"Easy, shipmate, easy Passion is an ill word to steer by And I'm a lonely man as seeks a comrade--"

"And I'o seek it!" and I rose

"Stay a bit, ship hand on h, blo, and I offer you--wealth untold--riches, fortune--"

"Tush!" says I, "eaze held mine

"More than this," says he slowly, "I offer you rank, honours, power and ht I desire"

"Why then," says he, "in the Fiend's na off his grasp I turned and strode away along the dusty road