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"Saved our lives!" Lord Julian was momentarily speechless before
such callous impudence. "And what of the lives you have destroyed
in wanton butchery? By God, man, they shall cost you dear."
Don Miguel's smile persisted. "It is possible. All things are
possible. Meantime it is your own lives that will cost you dear.
Colonel Bishop is a rich man; and you, milord, are no doubt also
rich. I will consider and fix your ransom."
"So that you're just the damned murderous pirate I was supposing
you," stormed his lordship. "And you have the impudence to call
yourself the Admiral of the Navies of the Catholic King? We shall
see what your Catholic King will have to say to it."
The Admiral ceased to smile. He revealed something of the rage that
had eaten into his brain. "You do not understand," he said. "It
is that I treat you English heretic dogs just as you English heretic
dogs have treated Spaniards upon the seas - you robbers and thieves
out of hell! I have the honesty to do it in my own name - but you,
you perfidious beasts, you send your Captain Bloods, your Hagthorpes,
and your Morgans against us and disclaim responsibility for what
they do.
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