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About The Omaha morning bee. (Omaha [Neb.]) 1922-1927 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 30, 1924)
(T <f th* SpantahJHain CAPTAIN BLOO <£r RAFAEL SABATINI (Continued from Yeeterday.) "Faith, you explain yourself after A fashion," said he. "But, sines it was moj-e or leps in your service that I donned the king’s coat, you should suffer it to cover the thief and pirate." She shrugged nnd turned aside, in some resentment and some regret. Fearing to betray the latter, she took refuge in the former. "I do my best," Bald she. "So that ye can he rhnritable in pome ways!” He laughed softly. "Glory be, now, I should be thankful for so much. Maybe I'm presump tuous. But I can’t forget that when I was no better than a slave in your uncle's household in Barbados, ye used me with a certain kindness." "Why not? In those days you had some claim upon my kindness. You were just an unfortunate gentleman then." "And what else would you be call ing me now?” "Hardly unfortunate. We have heard of yojir good fortune on the seas; how your luck has passed into a byword. And we have, heard other things; of your good fortune in other directions." She spoke hastily, the thought of Mademoiselle d'Ogeron in her mind. And instantly would have recalled the words had she been able. But Peter Blood swept them lightly aside, reading into them none of her mean ing, as she feared he would. "Aye; a deal of lies, devil a doubt, as I could prove to you." “I cannot think why you should trouble to put yourself on your de fense," she discouraged him. “So that ye may think less badly of me than you do.” "What I think of you can be a very little matter to you, sir.” "Can ye» say that now? Can ye say that, beholding me in this livery of a service I despise? Didn't ye tell me that I might redeem the past? It's little enough I am concerned to redeem the past save only in your eyes. In my own I’ve done nothing at all that I am ashamed of, consid ering the provocation I received." 4,I—I can't think why you should speak to me like this," she said, with less than her earlier assurance. "Ah now, can't ye, indeed?" he cried. ’"Sure, then, I’ll he telling ye." “Oh, please!” There was real alarm in her voice. "I realize fully what you did, and I realize that partly, at least, you may have been urged by j -- \ New York % --Day by Day— V/ By o. o. McIntyre. New Y'ork, Sept. 29.—Gotham Is filled with men who ride on the crest of the wave for awhile—and then disappear. They sink. No body hears of them again except for a hurriedly scribbled note or a tele phone call for a quick loan. From the pliasant purr of Fifth avinue they drift to the hideous janglo of Avenue A. They seem to have expressed their accumulative ability In one shot. And then they wait around for something to happen, believing that it was genius, not accident, that brouht a taste of for tune. One may comb the east side streets add find scores of men once pointed out in cafes for money-making^ prowess. Some were on the right side of the market in a sky-rocketing break and others had a single Idea that brought quick and profitable re turns. When the tide turns they lose cour age. And then Just wait. They can not face the ordeal of beginning over • again. A wise old Wall street finan cier declares he never knew a fail ure who didn't prime himself with the false courage of “something Is bound to happen." 6 New York Is one place in the world where something doesn't happen with out effort. The modus operandl of the town Is action. Y’ou see it ex pressed everywhere in darting taxis, brisk delivery wagons, racing limou sines and hurrying pedestrians. It is not a skidding highway to suc cess. It is a long, rocky and uphill road. I can count five men of my acquaintance who five years ago were ensconced in fine apartments. They made it fast and they spent it faster and today in hall bedrooms they await a turn of fickle fortune. Sudden wealth followed by sudden poverty is one of the most tragic things in life. Most of these men will tell you had they observed ordi nary thrift to tide them over lean days they would have been easily able to stern the tide when the. bad breaks came. - Incidentally, there is one man who cut quite it wide swath on Broadway seven or eight years ago on the pro ceeds of a stock promotion scheme that came perilously near landing the promoters in Atlanta. Today he op erates a calliope on one of those ad vertising motor wagons. It was in the shop window of one of those lingerie shops filled with intimate things people lately talk about openly. A bashful pair of young lovers drifted along from win dow to window. They came to It. Kach looked and hurriedly turned their heads away. “Fifty to one shot they were not born and raised in Nc-w York,” said a hardened old cynic who watched them. YVhich reminds me that until I came to New York I had never seen a woman smoke a cigaret In a public cafe. Dining alone one night a wo man across from me touched off a match and lighted one. After awhile It went out. There were no more matches on the table. Hhe looked appealingly around. No one offered to help in the dilemma. Finally In designation I offered aid and In rnv nervousness touched off some frin^ that hung from her hat. There was a sputter and there seemed only one thing to do and that was a dash a glass ot, cold water on her. I have always thought It would have made good motion picture material for the country cousin and the city gal. In l lie movies perhaps I would have married the girl, but the best I got was her murmured Indignation to the waiter who same bustling up. As j recall she said I was an "awkward fool.” In my dancing school days I was rot considered awkward, but quite graceful Mary Honking and I won r sponge cake for wait ring through a circle of egg sheila without touch Lig one There whs always dissatis faction among gome at the verdict. An aunt of mine was on# of the judge*. (Copyright, 1994 ) consideration for myself. Believe me, I am very grateful. I shall always be grateful.” • But If It's also your intention al ways to think of me ns a thief and a pirate, faith, ye may keep your gratitude for all the good it's like to do me.” A livelier color crept into her cheeks. But. if she resented his tone and hi* words, she stifled her resent ment. She realized that perhaps she hud herself provoked bis anger. She honestly desired to make amends. "You are mistaken," she began. "It isn't that." “What is it, then?" quoth he. and added (he question: "Lord Julian? Och, be frank with me," he urged her, unpardonably. "T will he a kind ness, so it will." ■ ■You—you are quite insufferable,’ she said. "I beg that you will let me pass." i "1 11 not be detaining you any long er, ma'am. After all. the cursed thing I did for nothing can lie undone. Ye'll remember afterwards that it was your hardness drove me." "You take that tone! You dare to take that tone!” she cried, astound ing him by her sudden behetnence. "You have the effrontery to upbraid me because I will not take your hands when 1 know how they are Stained: when I know you for a mur derer and worse?" "A murderer—I?" he said at last. "Must I name your victims? Did you not murder Levasseur?” “Levasseur?" He nmilcd ^ little. "So they've told you about that. "Do you deny it?" "I killed hini. it is true. I can re member killing another man in cir cumstances that were very similar. That was in Bridgetown on the night of the Spanish raid. Mary Trail would tell you of it. She was pres Pnjie clapped his hat on his head with a certain abrupt fierceness, and strode ajigrlly away, before she could swer or even grasp the full signlll cance of what he had said. CHAPTER XX. - Hostages. Peter Blood made his way through the house to the wide piazza behind It, in whose shade were Colonel Bistv op and my Lord Julian Wade. "I have sent for you. Captain Blood, because of certain news tin', has just reached me,” the deputy gov ernor said. “I am Informed that yes terday evening a frigate left the har bor having on board your associate Wolverstone and a hundred men of the hundred and fifty that were serv ing under you. His lordship and 1 shall be gkid to have your cxP'11™ tion of how you can permit that Ue parture.” _ . . “Permit?’,* quoth Blood. “I ordered U " 'Swounds! Whither has Wolver stone gone?” "To Tortuga. He's gone with a message to the officers commanding the other four ships of the fleet that Is awaiting me there, telling them what's happened and why they are no longer to expect me.” “You hear that, my lord? Delib erately lie has let Wolverstone loose upon the sees again—Wolverstone. the worst of all that gang of pirates after himself. It's treason! It s mat. ter for a court-martial.” “Will you cpase your blather or treason and courts-martial?” Blood put on his hat, and sat down unbid den. "I have sent Wolverstone to In form Hapthorpe and Christian and Yborvtlle atid the rest of my lads to quit piracy or .sail out of the Bnrib* bean sea. That's what I've done. Colonel Bishop bellowed his protest, but Lord Julian was more concila t0'-It is possible." Lord Julian admit ted, "that my Lord Sunderland wdd be satisfied, provided that the solu tion is as you promise. Speaking on behalf of my L»orri Sundeiland, I am content to await the result of your experiment. ’* . "Are you, indeed?” Bishop roared "Well, then, I am not.” ’•Then I'll he wtshig ye both a very good day.” Blood swept off his feath ered hat, and made them a leg very "Before you go,” said Bishop, "and to save you from any idl- rashness. I'll tell you that the harbor master and the commandant have their or ders. You don't leave l’ort Royal, mV fine gallows bird. Damme, I mean to provide you with permanent moorings here, in Execution Dock. You do not leave this house. He took a step in the direction of the doorway, and raised his voice. Ho ^Captain Blood's right hand had re emerged from the breast of his doub let. bringing with a long pistol with silver mountings richly chased, which he leveled within a foot of the deputy governor's head. "Don’t stir from where \ou are. my lord, or there may be an acci And my lord, who had been moving to Bishop s assistance, stood Instant ly arrested. The deputy governor was swaying on unsteady legs, met Blood considered hint with a grim ness that Increased his panic. "[ marvel that I don't pistol you without more ado, ye fat blackguard. Be good enough to give me your arm. Colonel Bishop. Come, come, man, your arm.” _ . , . Bishop obeyed. Captain Blood tucked his left arm through the dep uty governor’s proffered right. Then he thrust his own right hand with its pistol track into the breast of his doublet. "Though invisible, It’s aiming at ye none the less, and I give you my word of honor thnt I’ll shoot ve dead upon the very provocation, whither that provocation la yours or another's. And now', ye greasy hangman, step out as brisk and lively as ye can, and hehave a* naturally ax ye may, or It'* the blank stream of C'ocytu* yell be contemplating." Arm In arm they passed through the hoyse and down the garden, where Arabella lingered, awaiting Peter Hlood's return. She was convinced now tlmt she hod done him a monstrous Injustice. Therefore she lingered there In the garden, awaiting his return that she might make amends. And when at last he came. It was In company—unusually dose urn! Intimate com is ny- with tier uncle. In vexation she realized that Explanations must be postponed. He passed, with his companion, from that fragrant garden into the courtyard of the fort. Here the coni (mandant. who had heen Instructed to hold himself in rsadinsas with the neoeseary m«‘ii against the need to effect the arrest of Captain Blood, was amazed by the curious spectacle of the deputy soxernor of Jamaica strolling forth arm in arm and appar ently on the friendliest term* with the Intended prisoner. Kor as they went, Blood was chatting and laugh ing* briskly. (To lie Continued Tomorrow.) f Abe Martin | i What’s th’ world romin’ to? Mrs. l.afo Bud has received s letter from h storekeeper demandin' t’ know why she hedn' chawd nnythlnK durin’ th’ month o’ AnyuM. 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