'Psha! my dear Dirk, don't be afraid,' said Glossin; 'I have a
glorious plan to make all right.'

'To the bottomless pit with your plans!' replied his accomplice;
'you have planned me out of ship, cargo, and life; and I dreamt
this moment that Meg Merrilies dragged you here by the hair and
gave me the long clasped knife she used to wear; you don't know
what she said. Sturmwetter! it will be your wisdom not to tempt
me!'

'But, Hatteraick, my good friend, do but rise and speak to me,'
said Glossin.

'I will not!' answered the savage, doggedly. 'You have caused all
the mischief; you would not let Meg keep the boy; she would have
returned him after he had forgot all.'

'Why, Hatteraick, you are turned driveller!'

'Wetter! will you deny that all that cursed attempt at
Portanferry, which lost both sloop and crew, was your device for
your own job?'

'But the goods, you know--'

'Curse the goods!' said the smuggler, 'we could have got plenty
more; but, der deyvil! to lose the ship and the fine fellows, and
my own life, for a cursed coward villain, that always works his
own mischief with other people's hands! Speak to me no more; I'm