Wolves of the Sea - Being a Tale of the Colonies from the Manuscript of One Geoffry - Carlyle, Seaman, Narrating Certain Strange Adventures Which Befell - Him Aboard the Pirate Craft "Namur" by Randall Parrish
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"Carlyle, hey!" he exclaimed sneeringly. "A familiar sound that name
in my ears. One of the brood out of Bucclough?" "A cadet of that line," I managed to admit, wonderingly. "You know of them?" "Quite as much as I care to," his tone ugly and insulting. Then an idea suddenly occurred to his mind. "Saint Guise, but that would even up the score nicely. You are, as I understand it, sent to Virginia for sale?" "Yes." "For how long a term?" "The sentence was twenty years." "Hela! and you go to the highest bidder. I'll do it, fellow! To actually own a Carlyle of Bucclough will be a sweet revenge." "You mean," I asked, dimly grasping his purpose, "that you propose buying me when we reach shore?" "Why not? A most excellent plan; and I owe it all to a brat I met in London. Egad! it will be some joke to tell when next I visit England. 'Twill count for more than were I to tweak the Duke's nose." I stopped his laughter, smiling myself grimly in the darkness. "A very noble plan for revenge," I admitted, enjoying the swift |
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