repeated Arblaster . `` What , sea-thief , do I hold you ? '' he cried . `` Where is my ship ? Where is my wine ? Hey ! have I you in my hands ? Tom , give me one end of a cord here ; I will so truss me this sea-thief , hand and foot together , like a basting turkey -- marry , I will so bind him up -- and thereafter I will so beat -- so beat him ! '' And so he ran on , winding the cord meanwhile about Dick 's limbs with the dexterity peculiar to seamen , and at every turn and cross securing it with a knot , and tightening the whole fabric with a savage pull . When he had done , the lad was a mere package in his hands -- as helpless as the dead . The skipper held him at arm 's length , and laughed aloud . Then he fetched him a stunning buffet on the ear ; and then turned him about , and furiously kicked and kicked him . Anger rose up in Dick 's bosom like a storm ; anger strangled him , and he thought to have died ; but when the sailor , tired of this cruel play , dropped him all his length upon the sand and turned to consult with his companions , he instantly regained command of his temper . Here was a momentary respite ; ere they began again to torture him , he might have found some method to escape from this degrading and fatal misadventure . Presently , sure enough , and while his captors were still discussing what to do with him , he took heart of grace , and , with a pretty steady voice , addressed them . `` My masters , '' he began , `` are ye gone clean foolish ? Here hath Heaven put into your hands as pretty an occasion to grow rich as ever shipman had -- such as ye might make thirty over-sea adventures and not find again -- and , by the mass I what do ye ? Beat me ? -- nay ; so would an angry child ! But for long-headed tarry-Johns , that fear not fire nor water , and that love gold as they love beef , methinks ye are not wise . ''
`` Ay , '' said XXXXX , `` now y ' are trussed ye would cozen us . ''
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