The Strange Adventures of Captain Dangerous, Vol. 2: Who was a sailor, a soldier, a merchant, a spy, a slave; among the moors...Sala, George Augustus
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The Strange Adventures of Captain Dangerous, Vol. 2: Who was a sailor, a soldier, a merchant, a spy, a slave; among the moors...
Sala, George Augustus
Adventure and adventurers -- Fiction
Which they speedily did; and neither Master nor Man came to any very
great harm. 'Twas a near touch, though; and the safety of Jack
Dangerous's bones hung for days, so I was afterwards told, by the merest
thread. They deliberated long and earnestly about my case among
themselves. It was even, I believe, brought before the Aulic Council;
but, after about a week's confinement, and much going to and fro
between the English Embassador and the Great ones of the Court, Mr.
Pinchin had signified to him that he might procure his Enlargement by
paying a Fine of Eight Hundred Florins, which was reckoned remarkably
cheap, considering his outrageous behaviour at the Shooting match. Some
days longer they thought fit to detain Me; but My Master, after he
regained his liberty, came to see me once and sometimes twice a day; and
through his and Mr. Hodge's kindness, I was supplied with as good
Victuals and Drink as I had heretofore been accustomed to. Indeed, such
abundant fare was there provided for me, that I had always a
superfluity, and I was enabled to relieve the necessities and fill the
bellies of many poor Miserable Hungry creatures who otherwise must have
starved; for 'twas the custom of the Crown only to allow their Captives
a few Kreutzers, amounting to some twopence-farthing a day English, for
their subsistence. The Oldest Prisoner in the Ward, whom they called
Father of the Room, would on this Bare Pittance take tithe and toll,
often in a most Extortionate manner. Then these Gaol birds would fall to
thieving from one another, even as they slept; and if a man was weak of
Arm and Feeble of Heart, he might go for a week without touching a doit
of his allowance, and so might Die of Famine, unless he could manage to
beg a little filthy Cabbage Soup, or a lump of Black Bread, from some
one not wholly without Bowels of Compassion.
But I had not been here more than a month when the instances of my
master at length prevailed, and I too was Enlarged; only some Fifty
Florins being laid upon me by way of fine. This mulct was paid perforce
by Mr. Pinchin; for as 'twas through his mad folly, and no fault of my
own, that I had come to Sorrow, he was in all Justice and Equity bound
to bear me harmless in the Consequences. He was fain, however, to make
some Demur, and to Complain, in his usual piteous manner, of being so
amerced.
"Suppose you had been sentenced to Five Hundred Blows of a Stick,
sirrah,"--'twas thus he put the case to me, logically enough,--"would
you have expected me to pay for thee in carcase, as now I am paying for
thee in Purse?"
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