You see the fellow's well protected. It's a piece of
news I gathered in St. Nicholas. I am not sure that I welcome it,
for I am not sure that it makes any easier a task upon which my
kinsman, Lord Sunderland, has sent me hither. But there it is.
You didn't know?"
She shook her head without replying. She had averted her face, and
her eyes were staring down at the gently heaving water. After a
moment she spoke, her voice steady and perfectly controlled.
"But surely, if this were true, there would have been an end to his
piracy by now. If he... if he loved a woman and was betrothed, and
was also rich as you say, surely he would have abandoned this
desperate life, and...."
"Why, so I thought," his lordship interrupted, "until I had the
explanation. D'Ogeron is avaricious for himself and for his child.
And as for the girl, I'm told she's a wild piece, fit mate for such
a man as Blood. Almost I marvel that he doesn't marry her and take
her a-roving with him. It would be no new experience for her. And
I marvel, too, at Blood's patience.
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