wait one year for him?" he whispered as he bowed low over her hand.

"Come and see," she answered, and turned away.

 

 

 

 

 

BOOK II THEY MEET AGAIN

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER VII

After a Long Time

 

"There are only two men-of-war in the whole lot."

"Right, yer Honor. That 'un near the shore there-away looks like a big frigate. That'll be the Serapis, I'm thinkin'."

"Yes, and that one further out, the Scarborough."

"Ay, ay, sir, an' all the rest on 'em is merchantmen. There ain't a gun on board any on 'em. Nice pickin's them'll be fer us poor sailormen arter we dispose of them war-vessels. Dash my wig! jist think of them fat traders, an' we a-rummagin' among 'em--"

"That will do, Price. Just 

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