human
Beg pardon, Mr. Portlack, what might the Don have been a-saying just now? Then observing my change of expression, he quickly added,
gpt
The question's asked quite humbly, sir. The long and short of it is, we men don't feel comfortable. We want to make sartin that there's to be no putting in to any new port, and least of all to an English port.
human
So long as you receive the money that is agreed upon between you and Don Christoval it can not signify what port we put into.
gpt
Oh, but it do, then! cried he, turning red in the face.
human
What! Why, only consider! he continued, raising his voice for the edification of his mates who stood listening forward.
gpt
Put into an English port and see what 'ud happen! Put into any civilized port and see what 'ud happen! I know them Customs covies. What 'ud they find? A lady in evening attire: us without any sort of yarn capable of satisfying the suspicions we're bound to raise. Why, all hands of us 'ud be detained for investigation, and then!
human
You may ease your mind, said I, coldly.
gpt
Don Christoval was merely talking to me about my breakfast,