many people. These good sharks here have just offered to eat you up for me—and 'twould indeed be a good thing if the seas were rid of you. But if you will promise to do as I tell you, I will let you go in safety."
"What must I do?" asked the pirate, looking down sideways at the big shark who was smelling his leg under the water.
"You must kill no more people," said the Doctor; "you must stop stealing; you must never sink another ship; you must give up being a pirate altogether."
"But what shall I do then?" asked Ben Ali. "How shall I live?"
"You and all your men must go on to this island and be bird-seed-farmers," the Doctor answered. "You must grow bird-seed for the canaries."
The Barbary Dragon turned pale with anger, "Grow bird-seed!" he groaned in disgust. "Can't I be a sailor?"
"No," said the Doctor, "you cannot. You have been a sailor long enough—and sent many stout ships and good men to the bottom of the
