Could she have guessed the extent of that postponement, vexation
would have been changed into despair.
He passed, with his companion, from that fragrant garden into the
courtyard of the fort. Here the Commandant, who had been instructed
to hold himself in readiness with the necessary men against the need
to effect the arrest of Captain Blood, was amazed by the curious
spectacle of the Deputy-Governor of Jamaica strolling forth arm in
arm and apparently on the friendliest terms with the intended
prisoner. For as they went, Blood was chatting and laughing
briskly.
They passed out of the gates unchallenged, and so came to the mole
where the cock-boat from the Arabella was waiting. They took their
places side by side in the stern sheets, and were pulled away
together, always very close and friendly, to the great red ship
where Jeremy Pitt so anxiously awaited news.
You conceive the master's amazement to see the Deputy-Governor come
toiling up the entrance ladder, with Blood following very close
behind him.
"Sure, I walked into a trap, as ye feared, Jeremy," Blood hailed
him.
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