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yfr Rpmanctef tho^paaith^iain OptainBloo ■<&• RAFAEU 5ABATIN! Momimirn rrom Yesterday.) Chapter XVII—Continued. TTe laughed softly, Jeeringly, ns he leaned on the taffraU, looking down nt the phosphorescent gleam In the ship's wake, and his own laughter startled him by its evil note. He checked suddenly, and shivered. A cob broke from him to end that ribald burst of mirth. He took his face tn his hands and found a chill mois ture on his brow. Meanwhile Lord Julian was en gaged in solving the curious problem that had so completely escaped the buccaneer. He was spurred to it by vague stirrings of jealousy. He won dered what precisely might have been her earlier relations with Captain Blond. He had observed, for instance, that Blood's ship was named the Ara bella, and he knew that Arabella was Miss Bishop's name. And he had observed all the odd particulars of the meeting of Captain Blood and Miss Bishop, and the curious change that meeting had wrought in each. The lady had been monstrously un civil to the captain. It was a. very foolish attitude for a lady In her cir cumstances to adopt towards a man in Rood's: and his lordship could not imagine Miss Bishop ns normally foolish. Yet, in spite of her rudeness, in spite of the fact that she was tlie niece of a man whom Blood must regard as his enemy, Miss Bishop and his lordship had been shown the utmost consideration aboard the cap tain's ship. They were given the free dom of the great cabin, and they had sat down to talde with Titt, the master, and Wolverstone, who was Blood's nontenant, both of whom had shown them the utmost courtesy. Also there was the fact that Blood, himself, had kept almost studiously from intruding upon them. His lordship derided to seek add! Ilona I information from Biss Bishop. For this lie must wait until Bitt and WolverRtone should have withdrawn. He was hardly made to wait so long, for as Hitt rose from the table 10 follow Wolverstone, who had already departed, Miss Bishop detained him with a question: "Mr. Pitt," she asked, "were you not one of those who escaped from Barbados with Captain Blood?" "I was. T, too, was one of your * uncle's slaves." "Bid you ever sail with a French man named Cahusae?" "Cahusae?" Pitt laughed. The name evoked a ridiculous memory. "Aye. He was with us at Maracaybo.” “And another Frenchman named lievasMeur?” "Aye. Cahusae was Levasseur's lieutenant, until he died.” "ITitil who died?" "I.evasseur. He was killed on one of the Virgin islands two years ago." "Who killed him?" "Captain Blood killed him.” “Why?" "They quarreled,” he said shortly, x New York •■Day by Day _■> By 0. 0. MTNTYRE. On the Atlantic, Sept. 25.—Thla morning I accompanied the captain to the living Inferno—the engine room. The men work there In four hour shifts on account of the terri fic heat. After 20 minutes I was wringing wet with perspiration. Then there was a visit to the steer age, where several hundred are anxiously awaiting their first glimpse of the New York skyline. There were old women In shawls and old men in skull raps who were leaving far away lands to Join successful sons and daughters In America. There is no race suicide on this boat. Since, leaving Southampton two babies have been horn In the steer age and one In the second class cahln. I.ater T joined the bathers In the swimming pool and the 111 luck that has pursued me bohhed up again. Tn a game of water hand hall, an opponent swung for the hall, missed and landed kerplunk on my right eye. From the way It felt I Imagine he swung from the ankle and no doubt by night I wdll have a per fectly "moused" optic. I’m the type likely to drown In a bathtub In mid ocean. With a strained tendon and a black eye I'm going to have much explain ing to do In New York. I might ex plain the black eve by saying I ran Into the door knob and the stratned tendon from the leg pulling of Paris hotel keepers. This morning we neared the hanks of Newfoundland and the usual fog Is expected. The fog horn sounds like the croak of doom. 'Bomorrow Is the last day on the Leviathan and the service has been excellent throughout. It Is Just as , good as that of the British and French ships Landing cards are being passed out and the custom declarations made out. It has always seemed to me there Is more red tape passing through customs in New York than any port I have visited. The assumption seems to be that every one Is a smug gler. It leaves a had tasfs. For ons of my ege to Indulge In shipboard flirtations should bring the blush, but last night the moon rid ing high, the shimmering expanse of water and all the things novelists prate ahout got me. I became In volved In an affair I hope will not cause gossip. Particularly on the lady's account. I saw her first In a steamer chair i lovely young thing with golden hair and peach blown cheeks. At my Invitation she took a turn around the deck. We re turned to deck chairs and she smug gled close and finally f*ll asleep with her head pillowed on my shoulder. This morning I was up early to send her some candy. She is Miss Nancy Blair and will he four years old In October. Knowledege of languages seems tin necessary tn traveling. I found I could get ahout with only a slight acquaintance with French and I have been able to get around the Leviathan with no knowledge whatever of Hue slitti despite the fact there are 200 passengers whose names end In "ski" and “it' h.” Fair weather mentis mere perhaps In a pecuniary wav to a ship's barber than anyone else aboard. If the sea Is calm he has a steady flow of patrons, hill If the eea. ts'rhoppv no one Is going tn take chances with the scissors and razor. If |a rumored there Is s duke traveling Incognito on the ship. He |e said to be keeping strictly to his • uarters. but * fellow with a monocle pould have a lot of fun " "Wag It about a ... a lady?" Miss Bishop relentlessly pursued him. "Tou might put it that way." "What was the lady’s name?" "Miss d'Ogeron. She was the daughter of the governor of Tortuga. She had gone off with this fellow Lecasseur, and , . , and Peter dc livered her out of his dirty clutches. He was a black-hearted scoundrel, and deserved what Peter gave him." "I see. And . . > and yet Captain Blood has not married her?" "Not yet." laughed Pitt, who knew the utter groundlessness of the com mon gossip in Tortuga which pro nounced Mdlle. d'Ogeron the captain's future wife. He paused In the door way to Impart a piece of informa tion. "Maybe it’ll comfort you to know that the captain has altered our course for your benefit. It’s his Inten tion to put. you both ashore on tire coast of Jamaica, as near Port Royal as we dare venture. We’ve gone about, and if Jhis wind holds ye'll soon be home again, mistress.” He went out, leaving his lordship pensive, those dreamy blue eyes of his intently studylrr- Miss Bishop's face for all their dreaminess; his mind increasingly unseasy. “He amazes me, this man,” said he. in his slow, languid voice that never SPemcd fo change its level. "That he should alter his course for us is in itself matter for wonder; hut that he should take a risk on our behalf— that he should venture into Jamaica water ... It amazes me, as 1 have said." "What is still more amazing is that he does not hold us to ransom," said she at last. "It's what you deserve.” "Oh. and why, if you please?” "For speaking to him as you did." "I usually call things by their names.” "Do you? Stab me! T shouldn't boast of it. Tt. argues either extreme youth or extreme foolishness. So does the display of Ingratitude.'' A faint color stirred in her cheeks "It is news to me that Ingratitude is a fault only to be found in the young and the foolish." "Volt are probably aware that lie delivered us," said he. "And living as you have done in these savage places of the world, you can hardly fail to he aware of what is known even in Kngland: that this fellow Blood strict ly confines himself to making war upon the Spaniards. So that to call him thief and pirate as you did was to overstate the case against him at a time when it would have been morn prudent to have understated it.” "Prudence?" Her voice was scorn ful. "What have X to do with pro denre?" "Nothing—as I perceive. But, at least, 9tudy generosity. I tell you frankly, ma’am, that in Blood's place I should never have been so nice. Sink me! To be sold into slavery! Uh!” His lordship shuddered. "And to a damned oolook'1 planter!" lie checked abruptly. "X beg your par don. Miss Bishop. For the mo ment . . ." "You w-ers carried away by your heat in defense of this . . . ^ea rob her.” Miss Bishop's seorn was almost fierce. His lordship Rtared at her again. Then he half-closed his large, pile eyes, and tilted his head a little. "I wonder why you hate him so," ho said softly. He saw the sudden scarlet flame upon her eheeks, the heavy frown that descended upon her brow. But there was no explosion. "Hate him? I^ord! What a thought! I don't regard the fellow at all.” "Then ye should. ma'am." His lordship spoke his thought frankly. "He's worth regarding. He’d be an acquisition to the king’s navy. A great man, Miss Bishop. A man worth regarding." Miss Bishop was moved to sarcasm. "Top 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 commis sion In my pocket." And he increased her amazement by a brief exposition of the circumstances. In that amaze ment he left her, and went in quest of Blond. He found the captain pacing the quarter deck. With the amiable fa miliarity he used, Lord Julian slipprd an arm through one of the captain's and fell into step beside him. "What's this?" snapped Blood. "I desire, sir. that we be friends," said he salively. "That’s mighty condescending of you!” Lord Julian ignored the obvious sarcasm. "It's an odd rolneldenee that we should have been brought together in this fashion, considering that T came out to the Indies especially to seek you." And he proceeded to explain himself and his mission "Te're my guest aboard this ship." said Captain Blood, "and 1 still have some notion of decent behavior left me from other days, thief and pirate though r may be. ftn I'll not be tell ing you what I think of you for daring to bring me this offer, or of my Lord Sunderland—since he’s your kinsman—for having th« impudence to send it. But it does not eurprisp me at all that one who is a minister of .lames Stuart's should conceive that every man is to he seduced by bribes into betraying those who trust him." "Again you misapprehend me," pried I.ord Julian, belween concern and Indignation. “That Is not intend ed. Your followers will be included in your commission." “And d'ye think they'll go with me to hunt their brethren—the Breth ren of the Const? D'ye think I could Ipke a commission of Kins .James ? I t<Hl you I wouldn't be soiling my hands with It - thief and pirate's hands though they be Thief and pirate Is what you heard Miss Bishop call me today—a thing of scorn, an outcast. And who mads ms that? Who made ms thief and pirate? D'yt dream, man, -what It is to lie a slave? But there! I grow hot for nothing at all. I explain myself, I think, and God knows, it is not my custom, i am grateful to you, I,ord Julian, for your kindly intentions. I am so. But ye ll understand, perhaps. 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