"Is it that I have not warned you from the beginning that all was
too easy?" he demanded between plaintiveness and fury. "I am no fool,
my friends. I have eyes, me. And I see. I see an abandoned fort
at the entrance of the lake, and nobody there to fire a gun at us
when we came in. Then I suspect the trap. Who would not that had
eyes and brain? Bah! we come on. What do we find? A city,
abandoned like the fort; a city out of which the people have taken
all things of value. Again I warn Captain Blood. It is a trap,
I say. We are to come on; always to come on, without opposition,
until we find that it is too late to go to sea again, that we cannot
go back at all. But no one will listen to me. You all know so much
more. Name of God! Captain Blood, he will go on, and we go on. We
go to Gibraltar. True that at last, after long time, we catch the
Deputy-Governor; true, we make him pay big ransom for Gibraltar;
true between that ransom and the loot we return here with some two
thousand pieces of eight. But what is it, in reality, will you tell
me? Or shall I tell you? It is a piece of cheese - a piece of
cheese in a mousetrap, and we are the little mice.
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