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CHAPTER TEN

It was misery to listen to Don Miguel's protestations of love, to know that he was desperately unhappy, and to realize that every mile nearer home was a mile nearer to a prison for him. If she had had something to occupy her time, Lizbeth felt that the voyage might have passed more easily. As it was, she could only think and feel and suffer, and pray that this torture would soon be at an end.
She grew pale and unable to eat and her eyes seemed too large for her small face ; and although Rodney insisted on her drinking some of the rich wine that was brought to the table for every meal, it did her no good and she could not tell him what was the real cause of her frailty.
The Canaries were seen by the look-out two hours before dusk. Rodney set all possible sail on the Santa Perpetua so as to get her in the shelter of the cliffs before night. They watched for the sight of any Spanish ships, but the seas were deserted.
" Luck is with me," Rodney boasted. "We are in need of water and I should have been sorry to pass the islands without calling there."
He was speaking to Lizbeth and Master Gadstone who were both standing beside him on the quarter-deck.
" The Spaniards must find them as convenient as we do," Mister Gadstone remarked.
" That is true enough," Rodney answered. "I expected to see half a dozen galleons as we came over the horizon. Maybe our Spanish guest was praying for the sight of a red and yellow pennant," he added a little unkindly.
Lizbeth started. Rodney's words had given her an idea. Slowly, so as not to betray her haste, she walked across the deck to where Don Miguel was standing, his hand on the rigging, looking out towards the islands. She felt instinctively that Rodney frowned at her as she went, but for once she did not care.
She reached Don Miguel's side and saw by the expression in his eyes and the droop of his lips that he was depressed and sad.
" Those are the Canary Islands," she said in a voice loud enough for Rodney and Master Gadstone to hear. Then in a voice almost beneath her breath she asked, "Can you swim?"

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