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CHAPTER NINE

Miguel and Lizbeth on the other side of the cabin waiting, so it seemed, for Rodney to speak first.
He closed the door behind him and then slowly advanced across the cabin. He appeared calm and rigidly self-controlled, as he did when he went into battle ; but actually his anger was mounting hot and furious within him and he could almost feel the red fire of it burning behind his eyes.
With an effort he kept himself in check. He had a sudden wild desire to draw his sword, to run the Spaniard through with it as he stood with what seemed to Rodney to be an insolent smile upon his face. His hand edged towards the hilt and then he remembered that this man was his prisoner-it was against every code of decency that he should attack him or even challenge him to honourable combat.
" You will oblige me, Senor de Suavez," he said, "by going to your cabin and remaining there until I send for you."
Don Miguel made what was to Rodney a mocking bow of obedience.
" I will of course obey you, Sir," he said, "but before I go, I would like to say that my love for your future sister-in-law is a very honourable one."
It seemed to Rodney as if there was deliberate defiance in the Spaniard's words. How dare he refer to Lizbeth as his `future sister-in-law'-putting him, it seemed, in the dull and unimaginative role of a guardian brother, someone spiritless and of little importance in her life !
" You will obey me without argument," Rodney said sharply.
Again Don Miguel bowed, and then, turning to Lizbeth standing silent by his side, he raised her hand to his lips.
" My life is at your feet," he said softly; then turning, he walked across the cabin with his lips smiling, his head held high.
For a moment the eyes of the two men met as he passed Rodney. There was a clash of wills-a battle deeper and more violent than anything that appeared on the surface of their expressionless faces ; and then as Don Miguel turned towards the door, he waved his hand with a theatrical gesture towards the box of jewels standing on the table.

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