"
"Until you..." Horror prevented Colonel Bishop from echoing the
remainder of that incredible speech.
"Just so," said Peter Blood, and he turned to the officers who had
accompanied the Colonel. "The boat is waiting, gentlemen. You'll
have heard what I said. Convey it with my compliments to his
excellency."
"But, sir..." one of them began.
"There is no more to be said, gentlemen. My name is Blood - Captain
Blood, if you please, of this ship the Cinco Llagas, taken as a
prize of war from Don Diego de Espinosa y Valdez, who is my prisoner
aboard. You are to understand that I have turned the tables on more
than the Spaniards. There's the ladder. You'll find it more
convenient than being heaved over the side, which is what'll happen
if you linger."
They went, though not without some hustling, regardless of the
bellowings of Colonel Bishop, whose monstrous rage was fanned by
terror at finding himself at the mercy of these men of whose cause
to hate him he was very fully conscious.
A half-dozen of them, apart from Jeremy Pitt, who was utterly
incapacitated for the present, possessed a superficial knowledge
of seamanship.
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