But... I'm a thief and a pirate." He laughed
without mirth, and, disregarding the proffered hand, swung on his
heel.
Lord Julian stood a moment, watching the tall figure as it moved
away towards the taffrail. Then letting his arms fall helplessly
to his sides in dejection, he departed.
Just within the doorway of the alley leading to the cabin, he ran
into Miss Bishop. Yet she had not been coming out, for her back
was towards him, and she was moving in the same direction. He
followed her, his mind too full of Captain Blood to be concerned
just then with her movements.
In the cabin he flung into a chair, and exploded, with a violence
altogether foreign to his nature.
"Damme if ever I met a man I liked better, or even a man I liked
as well. Yet there's nothing to be done with him."
"So I heard," she admitted in a small voice. She was very white,
and she kept her eyes upon her folded hands.
He looked up in surprise, and then sat conning her with brooding
glance. "I wonder, now," he said presently, "if the mischief is
of your working.
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