"
"I see. And... and yet Captain Blood has not married her?"
"Not yet," laughed Pitt, who knew the utter groundlessness of the
common gossip in Tortuga which pronounced Mdlle. d'Ogeron the
Captain's future wife.
Miss Bishop nodded in silence, and Jeremy Pitt turned to depart,
relieved that the catechism was ended. He paused in the doorway to
impart a piece of information.
"Maybe it'll comfort you to know that the Captain has altered our
course for your benefit. It's his intention to put you both ashore
on the coast of Jamaica, as near Port Royal as we dare venture.
We've gone about, and if this wind holds ye'll soon be home again,
mistress."
"Vastly obliging of him," drawled his lordship, seeing that Miss
Bishop made no shift to answer. Sombre-eyed she sat, staring into
vacancy.
"Indeed, ye may say so," Pitt agreed. "He's taking risks that few
would take in his place. But that's always been his way."
He went out, leaving his lordship pensive, those dreamy blue eyes
of his intently studying Miss Bishop's face for all their
dreaminess; his mind increasingly uneasy.
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