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CHAPTER TEN

"I shall not be ashamed to sail into Plymouth," he said, and there was a smile on his lips.
" I shall be proud-exceedingly proud-to be with you," Lizbeth told him in a voice deep with emotion.
For a moment Rodney looked at her. His eyes seemed to search her face as if wordlessly he asked her a question; and then, before he could speak, Don Miguel interrupted them.
" How many days will it take, do you think?" he asked.
It was an ordinary question and yet somehow Lizbeth felt as if it were a sword thrust between her and Rodney. She could not explain why, but she knew that something beautiful and intangible had been shattered by that careless enquiry.
Rodney did not answer for a moment. He looked at Don Miguel and his eyes darkened.
" Soon enough, Senor, as far as you are concerned," he said and turned and walked across the deck.
Don Miguel shrugged his shoulders. He thought Rodney merely rude, which indeed he had been ; but Lizbeth knew there was more to it than that.
She made an excuse to Don Miguel and went below to her cabin. There she sat down on her bunk and stared at the burnished metal mirror which hung on the wall opposite. Her small, straight nose was powdered with freckles and her skin had turned faintly golden where it had been exposed to the sun. She thought then that such traces of the voyage could easily be hidden by paint and powder. But nothing could change or disguise the feelings which lay within her heart and which had not been there when the voyage started.
She loved Rodney. She felt herself quiver at his approach. She felt her whole body yearn for him as he stood near to her so that it was hard to hold her feelings in check and keep him from guessing her secret. She thought now that she would die of shame if he were to learn that she loved him.
It was Phillida to whom he was betrothed and she wondered how she could bear to treat him as a brother-in-law for the rest of her life. He and Phillida could be married as soon as they wished. The cargo of the two ships would be sold and after the prize money had been awarded, the shareholders would receive

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