. Kate Bonnet; the romance of a pirate's daughter. reatexperience, and with a fairly clear insight intothe ways of the wicked. When Kate and heruncle had left him and he paced the floor, withthe memory of the beautiful eyes of the piratesdaughter as they had been uplifted to his own,he felt assured that he could see rightly into thedesigns of the unscrupulous Captain Vince. Ofwhat avail would it be for him to kill the fatherof the girl who had rejected him? It would bean atrocious but temporary triumph scarcely tobe considered. But to capture that fattier; todisregard the laws of the service a
. Kate Bonnet; the romance of a pirate's daughter. reatexperience, and with a fairly clear insight intothe ways of the wicked. When Kate and heruncle had left him and he paced the floor, withthe memory of the beautiful eyes of the piratesdaughter as they had been uplifted to his own,he felt assured that he could see rightly into thedesigns of the unscrupulous Captain Vince. Ofwhat avail would it be for him to kill the fatherof the girl who had rejected him? It would bean atrocious but temporary triumph scarcely tobe considered. But to capture that fattier; todisregard the laws of the service and the ordersof his superiors, which he had already proposedto do; to communicate with Kate and to hold upbefore her terror-stricken eyes the life of herfather, to be ended in horror or enjoyed in peaceas she might decide—that would be Vince, asthe Governor knew him. The Governor knew well his man, and thosewere the designs and intentions of Captain Chris-topher Vince of his Majestys corvette the Bad-ger. 172 CHAPTER XVI A QUESTION OF ETIQUETTE. ROUDLY sailed the Revengeand her attendant bark intothe waters of Honduras Gulf,and proudly stood Captain Stede Bonnet uponhis quarter-deck, dressed in a handsome uni-form which might have been that of a cap-tain or admiral in the royal navy; one handcaressed his ornate sword-hilt, while the otherwas thrust into the bosom of his gilt-embroideredcoat. A newly fashioned Jolly Roger, in whichthe background was very black and the skulland cross-bones ghastly white, flew from hismasthead. As night came on there could be seen, twink-ling far away upon the horizon, a beacon light,which in those days was kept burning for thebenefit of the piratical craft which made a ren-dezvous of the waters off Belize, then the com-mercial centre for the vessels of the free com-panions. Having supposed, in his unnauticalmind, that his entrance into the Gulf of Hondu- 178 KATE BONNET ras meant the end of his present voyage, andnot wishing to lower his own fe
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