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CHAPTER EIGHT

DAWN broke at three o'clock in the morning and Rodney had not left the wheel all night. He was not conscious of feeling tired, but rather as if his body no longer belonged to him and was acting independently, so that sometimes he stared stupidly at his hands, watching them at the wheel and wondering how they knew the right thing to do.
Sometimes he talked with people who were not there, his voice low against the darkness, and somehow one with the murmur of the sea.
" Talk to me, Phillida," he said once. "Why do you hide from me? I will find you, wherever you go, wherever you conceal yourself. You are mine ! There is no escape. I will make you love me
But it was not Phillida he saw against the night, but Lizbeth -her green eyes mocking him, haunting his dreams, until he imagined her a devil, for surely he must be possessed by her.
Lizbeth's long lashes, downcast against her cheeks until they were raised to reveal no demure, maidenly coyness, but a flashing anger, a fury equal to his own.
Lizbeth across the dinner-table ; Lizbeth in the sunshine on deck; Lizbeth so close to him that he could hear the very intake of her breath ... or was it just the breeze?
How terribly tired he was ... and yet he must take the ship to ... Lizbeth!
As the light climbed up the sky and revealed the smooth pattern of the waves stretching away endlessly into a misty horizon, Rodney saw that he had brought the Santa Perpetua safely away from the coast and out into the open sea.
He hoped, too, that he had been successful in navigating the course that he and Barlow had planned together, their aim, of course, being to avoid the trade route from Nombre de Dios to Havana. Then, as his tired brain tried to feel some relief at the thought that for the moment there was nothing dangerous in sight, there came a hail from the main mast.

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