Loyal service with France has led to this; and that is equally
impossible hereafter. What to live clean, I believe the only thing
is to go and offer my sword to the King of Spain."
But something remained - the last thing that he could have expected
- something towards which they were rapidly sailing over the
tropical, sunlit sea. All this against which he now inveighed so
bitterly was but a necessary stage in the shaping of his odd destiny.
Setting a course for Hispaniola, since they judged that thither
must Rivarol go to refit before attempting to cross to France,
the Arabella and the Elizabeth ploughed briskly northward with a
moderately favourable wind for two days and nights without ever
catching a glimpse of their quarry. The third dawn brought with
it a haze which circumscribed their range of vision to something
between two and three miles, and deepened their growing vexation
and their apprehension that M. de Rivarol might escape them
altogether.
Their position then - according to Pitt's log - was approximately
75 deg.
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