. Kate Bonnet; the romance of a pirate's daughter. But the smile vanished altogether when shewent to her room and wrote a letter to MartinNewcombe. In this letter, which was a long one, 130 CAPTAIN CHRISTOPHER VINCE she told her lover how troubled she had she had nothing now to ask him about thebad news he had, in his kindness, forborne totell her, and that when he saw Dickory Charterhe might say to him from her that there was noneed to make any further inquiries about herfather; she knew enough, and far too much-more, most likely, than any one in Bridgetownknew. Then she told him of
. Kate Bonnet; the romance of a pirate's daughter. But the smile vanished altogether when shewent to her room and wrote a letter to MartinNewcombe. In this letter, which was a long one, 130 CAPTAIN CHRISTOPHER VINCE she told her lover how troubled she had she had nothing now to ask him about thebad news he had, in his kindness, forborne totell her, and that when he saw Dickory Charterhe might say to him from her that there was noneed to make any further inquiries about herfather; she knew enough, and far too much-more, most likely, than any one in Bridgetownknew. Then she told him of Captain Vmce andthe dreadful errand of the corvette Badger. Having done this, Kate became as brave asanv captain of a British man-of-war, and shetold her lover that he must think no more of her;it was not for him to pay court to the daughter ofa pirate. And so, she blessed him and bade him When she had signed and sealed this lettershe felt as if she had torn out a chapter of heryoung life and thrown it upon the fire. 131 CHAPTER XI BAD WEATHER. HEN Diekory Charter sailedaway from the island of Ja-maica, his reason, had it been calledupon, would have told him that he had a goodstout brig under him on which there were peo-ple and ropes and sails and something to eatand drink. But in those moments of paradisehe did not trouble his reason very much, andlived in an atmosphere of joy which he didnot attempt to analyze, but was content tobreathe as if it had been the common air abouthim. He was going away from every one heloved, and yet never before had he been sohappy in going to any one he loved. He caredto talk to no one on board, but in company withhis joy he stood and gazed westward out overthe sea. He was but little younger than she was, andyet that difference, so slight, had lifted him fromthings of earth and had placed him in that para-dise where he now dwelt. 132 BAD WEATHER So passed on the hours, so rolled the waves,and so moved the King and Queen before thefavouring breez
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