The pilot: a tale of the sea. By J. Fenimore Cooper.

tevening. that you are not what you sleem. Yo
tmay be some rebel admiral or generalt for aught
thttt I know\ the right to command haviun"g b)een
strantgely contested amongl ye thiis niglht. tBut let
who will own thel chief authority, I take the, liber.
ty of whistrting in youtr ear. thaat I have beent set'vily treatett t>) by you —. t repeat, most scurvily treat
ed by you altl geI1neratlly, and by you:l e) pa-ttleT'l"e t:ilot started at this strange address) which
txVas uttered with all the bitterniess that eotould 1be
imparted: to it by a disappointed CmanT; tbut he mo-0
tionrted with his handtt fr theke calituiln to tdepartt, and
tulrnled aside to pursue his owNn wlay.
Perha pi)s I a nt not: plroerly untd(erstoodl)" continued:the obstinate soldier;1. I s si, ir'you have
treaated mIe seurvily; and I wvoutld: l:i'iot be thou'glht
to say this to any gentleman, withbut wishing to
gi ve hintn anM (0)otpotttli:tY to vetnht }is anger.'
The):eye of the Pilot, asi e tmove d forward,
ghlnceedt at the ptistols which Borromghlcif fet held int
his tands, the one:by the:handletf and the: other
by jits barrel, ad tt the soldier eve thnecied tatl his
fbotsteps were quickened b y the sight. Aiter
gaxzinAg at him until tt is l:rm was lost in the darkhess.s t}-he captain muttered to himselt.:..
" -le is no more than a common Pilot after all
No txrit gentlemant would have received so palpa1ble a hint with such a start. A! here cotes the
ptarty of my worthy friend whose palate knowIs
gl ape) of the north sidle of Madeira friom one df the
south. The dog has the throat of a gentleman:}!
Ie will see h:howi he can swallow a delicate allusion
to h}is:tfaults:"
li:orroughtehlifle steplp)ed aside r to t:allowsh tihe marinetat, wfh No were also in motion tlr thel boII ats i, to
pass,:and watched with} keen looks for tlhe plerson