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CHAPTER THIRTEEN

There was a reminiscent smile on Hapley's face which told Rodney that Lizbeth had tipped him well. Suddenly angry, he seated himself in the big armchair that Hapley held out for him and drummed his fingers on the table.
So Lizbeth had gone without a word, without a farewell. He felt incensed at the way she had slipped away. He thought now he wanted to talk to her, to plan what they should say to Sir Harry. It was inconsiderate, Rodney decided; and then quite unexpectedly his anger and irritation changed into a sense of loss.
It was not surprising that he should miss her, he thought to himself. He had grown used to seeing her small oval face on his right at meals, her red hair brilliant against the dark walls of the cabin, her eyes, bright and vivid in their unexpected colour as some precious jewel, raised to his.
He thought now that the many meals they had had together had been extremely pleasant ones. He could remember how Lizbeth's laugh had rung out clear and musical when something which had been said amused her.
Petulantly Rodney pushed his plate away from him. He was not hungry, eating alone had a corrective effect on his appetite. He wanted to ask Lizbeth what she thought of their reception at Plymouth. He wanted to tell her of the compliments which had been paid him by the officials who had hurried down to welcome the ships. There were so many things that he would have liked to recount to her, to see her reaction by the expression on her face.
He drank down a glass of wine and waved Hapley away when he would have brought him more to eat. He walked across the cabin and thouht again how loth he was to leave the Santa Perpetua. It was' not only the luxury and comfort of her. It was something deeper and more fundamental, as if in the short time he had commanded her she had become a part of his life.
Perhaps that would be true of every voyage and of every ship he commanded, but this was his first experience of the nostalgia which more experienced Captains would have told him was an inevitable reaction on reaching port.
Rodney walked across the cabin again. He was remembering that moment of excitement when he and his men had climbed

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