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Sabatini, Rafael, 1875-1950

"Captain Blood"

So I just gave the fellow a spoonful of water
and covered his back from the sun. And wasn't I right now?"
"Right?" The Colonel was almost speechless.
"Be easy, now, be easy!" Mr. Blood implored him. "It's an apoplexy
ye'll be contacting if ye give way to heat like this."
The planter thrust him aside with an imprecation, and stepping
forward tore the palmetto leaf from the prisoner's back.
"In the name of humanity, now...." Mr. Blood was beginning.
The Colonel swung upon him furiously. "Out of this!" he commanded.
"And don't come near him again until I send for you, unless you want
to be served in the same way."
He was terrific in his menace, in his bulk, and in the power of him.
But Mr. Blood never flinched. It came to the Colonel, as he found
himself steadily regarded by those light-blue eyes that looked so
arrestingly odd in that tawny face - like pale sapphires set in
copper - that this rogue had for some time now been growing
presumptuous. It was a matter that he must presently correct.
Meanwhile Mr.


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