"I want to know what you desire me to
understand?"
"I'll leave your lordship guessing," said Blood. "And I'll be
wishing ye both a very good day." He swept off his feathered hat,
and made them a leg very elegantly.
"Before you go," said Bishop, "and to save you from any idle
rashness, I'll tell you that the Harbour-Master and the Commandant
have their orders. You don't leave Port Royal, my fine gallows
bird. Damme, I mean to provide you with permanent moorings here,
in Execution Dock."
Peter Blood stiffened, and his vivid blue eyes stabbed the bloated
face of his enemy. He passed his long cane into his left hand, and
with his right thrust negligently into the breast of his doublet,
he swung to Lord Julian, who was thoughtfully frowning.
"Your lordship, I think, promised me immunity from this."
"What I may have promised," said his lordship, "your own conduct
makes it difficult to perform." He rose. "You did me a service,
Captain Blood, and I had hoped that we might be friends. But since
you prefer to have it otherwise.
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