"You must know, Aubrey," said he, after telling me of their capture and forced embarkation on board the buccaneer’s ship, "that this Pedro was in reality a Cornishman, and second in command to the renegade Captain Lewis, then lying under sentence of death at Port Royal.  The whole of this bad business had been carefully planned by the villain, and easily we fell into the trap.  Three days after we left the island the _Sea Wolf_, for such is the name of the buccaneer’s ship, hove to in sight of Port Royal, and with the greatest audacity Pedro, or Red Peter, to give him the name he is generally known by, went ashore under a flag of truce, taking me with him as hostage.  Would you believe it, he went straight to the castle and demanded to see the governor!  Oddsfish!  And his impudence took even the governor aback. ’I have on board,’ quoth Red Peter, ’twenty-five officers and men of his Britannic Majesty’s ship _Gannet_, not including this youngster (meaning me) and another; you have Captain Lewis and four other of our men.  So, my lord, I think you’ll see we hold a good balance in hand. Now, sink me! ’tis a fair exchange: give us the five and take your enterprising’ (how he sneered when he said this) ’king’s men unhurt, or else, for every man of ours who dances at the end of a rope, five of yours shall dangle from our yardarm.  Come now, your answer?’