To thrust himself
deliberately between those two, at point-blank range, and so turn the
tables on them! It asks courage, resource, and invention. And we
land-lubbers were not the only ones he tricked by his manoeuvre. That
Spanish Admiral never guessed the intent until it was too late and
Blood held him in check. A great man, Miss Bishop. A man worth
regarding."
Miss Bishop was moved to sarcasm.
"You should use your influence with my Lord Sunderland to have the
King offer him a commission."
His lordship laughed softly. "Faith, it's done already. I have his
commission in my pocket." And he increased her amazement by a brief
exposition of the circumstances. In that amazement he left her, and
went in quest of Blood. But he was still intrigued. If she were a
little less uncompromising in her attitude towards Blood, his lordship
would have been happier.
He found the Captain pacing the quarter-deck, a man mentally
exhausted from wrestling with the Devil, although of this particular
occupation his lordship could have no possible suspicion.
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