Chapter XV With a heart of furious fancies, Whereof I am commander; With a burning spear and a horse of air, To the wilderness I wander. With a knight of ghosts and shadows I summoned am to tourney — Ten leagues beyond the wide world’s end, Methinks it is no journey. — Tom a’ Bedlam’s Song Grprosccives Bess; I promised you fifty. Here’s a hundred — all that I got for my furniture from Beeton. That will keep you in pretty frocks for some time. You’ve been a good little girl, all things considered, but you've given me and Torpenhow a fair amount of trouble.” “Give Mr. Torpenhow my love if you see him, won't you?” “Of course I will, dear. Now take me up the gangplank and into the cabin. Once aboard the lugger and the maid is — and I am free, I mean.” “Who'll look after you on this ship?”