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CHAPTER NINE

himself did not feel the same way. He felt restless suddenly, though why he could not say.
He wondered what Lizbeth was doing. At this hour of the evening she usually came on deck. Rodney had grown used to seeing her there and he knew now that her presence no longer irritated him as it had done at first. He even looked forward to the meals at which they could talk together, and since he had captured the Santa Perpetua he had found frequent cause to be grateful for her presence.
It would not have been easy to sit alone with Don Miguel, eating his food at his table off his gold plate. Lizbeth's presence had relieved the tension which he felt would have existed between him and his reluctant guest. Her suspicion and resentment of the Spaniard had been short-lived and soon they were all three talking together as if they were old friends.
Don Miguel told them of his life in Spain and Rodney had replied by describing his voyages round the world with Drake without dwelling too obviously on their battles with the Spaniards. Liabeth had spoken of her horses and of her home and, with what Rodney thought was great cleverness, had avoided pitfalls which might have revealed her as having been brought up in a very strange way for a young man.
There was no doubt about it, Rodney thought now as he left the quarter-deck, meals aboard the Santa Perpetua had been uncommonly pleasant, and he was wondering as he opened the door of the after cabin what there would be for supper that night.
It was then that he stood transfixed, unable to do anything but stand and stare. Lizbeth was in the Spaniard's arms and he was kissing her. Rodney stood with his hand on the door for what seemed to him a long time but was in reality only the flashing of a second. And then, as if his presence made itself felt to the other occupants of the cabin without words and without sound, for they had not heard him enter, Don Miguel raised his head.
His movement released Lizbeth from his arms, though whether she would have moved away without his interruption Rodney could not make up his mind. And then they were facing each other, Rodney still standing in the doorway, Don

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