"Yaw, the Rasp-house; I know it very well."
"I will take care that the red-coats are dispersed through the country; you land at night with the crew of your lugger, receive your own goods, and carry the younker Brown with you back to Flushing. Won't that do?"
"Ay, carry him to Flushing," said the Captain, "or--to America?"
"Psha! Wherever you have a mind."
"Nein, nein--you leave that to me. Sturm-wetter! I know you of old. But, hark ye, what am I, Dirk Hatteraick, to be the better of this?"
"Why, is it not your interest as well as mine?" said Glossin; "besides, I set you free this morning."
"You set me free!--Donner and deyvil! I set myself free. Besides, it was all in the way of your profession, and happened a long time ago, ha, ha, ha!"
"Pshaw! pshaw! don't let us jest; I am not against making a handsome compliment--but it's your affair as well as mine."