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on board the Santa Perpetua. He could experience once more the exertion of his strength as he struck his dagger into the back of the Spanish sentry watching the festivities ashore. He could feel the man's frightened breath hot against his hand as he closed it hard over his mouth.
How much there was to remember! The movement of the wheel beneath his hands and the wind that carried them out to sea! That moment when morning came and they saw the sails of the Sea Hawk coming to meet them! Lizbeth climbing aboard! He could see her face now, her eyes shining like stars, her lips parted in excitement. How lovely she was at such a time ! And then with a sudden pain like the stab of a dagger, Rodney remembered her face, white and stained with tears as she shrank from the brutality of his kisses. He could feel her struggle against him, the efforts she made weak and ineffectual against his superior strength.
Now he could hear her voice pleading with him, crying for mercy. Rodney kicked savagely at an oak stool which lay in his path. Why did he have to remember such things now? She had been afraid of him after that. He had known it in the way she started a little when he came upon her unexpectedly, by the anxiety in her eyes and the way the colour rose in her cheeks.
And yet she had not been afraid to release Don Miguel from a locked cabin, to trick the guard, to remain behind and face his anger. Again Rodney kicked at the oak stool, and this time it turned over, its short, carved legs pointing in the air. He hated the Spaniard, Rodney decided, hated him. He had been too suave and good-looking, too elegant and civilized to be tolerated by a man of action such as he was himself.
And yet in justice he must recall the times when he had found Don Miguel a genial companion, when it had been almost impossible to remember his nationality. They had laughed together, yet now he hated him. He could feel again that sudden constriction within himself that he had felt when he came into the after cabin and found Lizbeth in Don Miguel's arms.
There had been something in the Spaniard's attitude, the strained intensity of his bent head and encircling arms, which

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