"Blaspheme not, William Adderfang--take not _His_ name into _your_ mouth--you _have_ found me, let that suffice--and am _I_ wrong in calling _you_ my _enemy--me_!-- "Yes, Saunders--you _are_ wrong--for with little of your _profession_, and none of your _romance_ and _nonsense_, my boy, I will prove you are wrong at a fitting opportunity--so there's my hand in the mean time, man--there's my hand."--Lennox sprang back, as if it had held a viper--"Heyday," said the other, drawing himself up fiercely--"why I thought you might have allowed bygones to _be_ bygones at this time of day--and surely I may cry quits now, after your having scoured your knife against my ribs, at"---- Here he checked himself, and Lennox, making an effort to resume his composure, shook Adderfang's hand, but very much as one would shake a red-hot poker--and then with no very good grace asked him to sit down to breakfast, which the other instantly did with apparent cordiality; and a deuced good one he made too, chattering and doing the agreeable all the while, as if he had been an old and intimate acquaintance come on board to welcome us on our arrival. As for me Benjie--I freely confess that I could not have told whether I was eating biscuit or blancmange; nay, I verily believe you might have palmed castor oil on me for coffee, and I never would have noticed it. "Adderfang--William Adderfang--the seducer of Jessy Miller!" said I to myself; "here's a coil--the villain who stabbed and robbed me at Havanna! the master Wilson of Montego bay--the man with the blunderbuss at Kingston.--Whew! This devil of a fellow to pounce upon us so unexpectedly, in an out of the way place like San Andreas too! and with a couple of whacking privateers, to give them still their genteel name, with a hundred and fifty neat young gentlemen at the fewest, I make no question, to back him. There's a climax of agreeables for you, if he should recognise _me_ now! Come, this _does_ account with a vengeance for the floating notions that crossed my mind at Mr Roseapple's--I was _sure_ I had seen him before." Still, notwithstanding these _pleasant_ dreams, I gave in to circumstances, better than either of my two shipmates, I fancy; for Lennox could eat but little, and was evidently ill at ease---as for the skipper he gobbled mechanically--he could not help _that_; but I noticed that he watched the stranger like a cat watching a terrier, starting at his every motion; and when he dropped his knife by accident on the floor and stooped to pick it up, he held his breath until he saw him at work at the biscuit and cold ham again; as if he had considered there was a tolerable chance of his giving him a progue with it _en passant_, just for the fun of the thing as it were.