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Vanderdecken and the mate came below soon after this, and Prins set a bowl of punch before them. The captain seated himself in his solemn way, and the mate took Imogene's place -- that is, over against my seat -- she being at my side. They filled their pipes and smoked in a silence that, saving Vanderdecken's asking me to drink, would, I believe, have remained unbroken but for Imogene.
She said: "Captain, there is no fear, I hope, of those pirates attempting to board us again in the darkness?"