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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
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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*.
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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.)
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