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Sabatini, Rafael, 1875-1950

"Captain Blood"

"
He bowed to them, and turned to depart again, but mademoiselle
detained him.
"Monsieur!" she cried sharply.
He checked and turned, whilst slowly she approached him, regarding
him between dread and wonder.
"Oh, you are noble!"
"I shouldn't put it as high as that myself," said he.
"You are, you are! And it is but right that you should know all."
"Madelon!" her brother cried out, to restrain her.
But she would not be restrained. Her surcharged heart must overflow
in confidence.
"Monsieur, for what befell I am greatly at fault. This man - this
Levasseur...."
He stared, incredulous in his turn. "My God! Is it possible?
That animal!"
Abruptly she fell on her knees, caught his hand and kissed it
before he could wrench it from her.
"What do you do?" he cried.
"An amende. In my mind I dishonoured you by deeming you his like,
by conceiving your fight with Levasseur a combat between jackals.
On my knees, monsieur, I implore you to forgive me."
Captain Blood looked down upon her, and a smile broke on his lips,
irradiating the blue eyes that looked so oddly light in that tawny
face.


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