...edge and a shot came skipping in the direction of the Amelia. It fell very short, but Captain Vineent judged the ship was close enough and ordered her to...death, had brought to him the sense of triumphant lif«. XVI ASTERN of the tartane, the sun, about to set, kindled a streak of dull crimson glow between...

...sudden impulse of scorn, of magnanimity, of a passion weary of itself. However come by, Real was 7 ready to clasp for ever to his breast that woman touched...red hand of the Revolution ; for she, whose little I feet had run ankle-deep through the terrors of death, had brought to him the sense of triumphant...