“What do you call yourself? You haven’t enough money to buy a new seat for your breeches. Your disdain doesn’t deceive me. You know I’ve commanded bigger ships and more men than you ever did in your life. As for being penniless – what rover isn’t, most of the time? I’ve squandered enough gold in the seaports of the world to fill a galeon. You know that, too.”
“Where are the fine ships and the bold lads you commanded now?” she sneered.
“At the bottom of the sea, mostly,” he replied cheerfully.