He took his face in his hands and found a chill moisture on his brow.
Meanwhile, Lord Julian, who knew the feminine part of humanity rather
better than Captain Blood, was engaged in solving the curious problem
that had so completely escaped the buccaneer. He was spurred to it,
I suspect, by certain vague stirrings of jealousy. Miss Bishop's
conduct in the perils through which they had come had brought him at
last to perceive that a woman may lack the simpering graces of
cultured femininity and yet because of that lack be the more
admirable. He wondered what precisely might have been her earlier
relations with Captain Blood, and was conscious of a certain
uneasiness which urged him now to probe the matter.
His lordship's pale, dreamy eyes had, as I have said, a habit of
observing things, and his wits were tolerably acute.
He was blaming himself now for not having observed certain things
before, or, at least, for not having studied them more closely, and
he was busily connecting them with more recent observations made
that very day.
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