"Aye, or—to America?"
"Aye, aye, my friend."
"Or—to Jericho?"
"Psha! Wherever you have a mind."
"Aye, or—pitch him overboard?"
"Nay, I advise no violence."
"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?—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."
"What do you talk of my affair? is it not you that keep the younker's whole estate from him? Dirk Hatteraick never touched a stiver of his rents."
