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CHAPTER TEN

She rose to her feet as she spoke and walked across the quarter-deck, climbing the companion-way to the poop, which was as far away from everyone as she could get. Don Miguel followed her, and now as they stood side by side high above the sea, he said:
" I love you!"
" If Rodney should hear, you would be confined to your cabin," Lizbeth warned him.
Don Miguel shrugged his shoulders.
" Master Hawkhurst is jealous. That is why he behaves as he does."
Lizbeth shook her head.
" No, he is not jealous," she contradicted him.
She wished with all her heart that he was. Rodney's anger was hard to bear and she had been more unhappy this past week than she had ever been in her life. Her love had brought her no clear understanding of the man she loved. Rodney's was a strange, complex character she decided. She only knew that his moods wounded and distressed her and that she had no power over him, as she had over Don Miguel, to make him happy or unhappy by a smile or a frown.
Rodney was incensed with her and she knew it every time they sat down to a meal. She could not have believed that he could change so completely and be so different from the laughing, easy companion with whom she had shared the voyage until Don Miguel disrupted their friendship.
He had been angry with her when they left Plymouth and his offhand silence had been uncomfortable during the rough weather they had encountered soon after leaving England. But Rodney had recovered and his silence had broken down under his own need of conversation.
But this was different. Now he spoke bitterly, harshly and often with a cold sarcasm that was more hurtful than blows. He seemed not only suspicious of her, Lizbeth thought, but also there was something m his manner which made her feel that he despised her. She found herself longing to plead with him, to ask his forgiveness, to swear, if he wished it, that she would never speak to Don Miguel again. Then, even as the words trembled on her lips, pride came to her aid.

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