"My God! Is it possible?
That animal!" Abruptly she fell on her knees, caught his hand and kissed it before he could wrench it from her.
"What do you do ?" he cried.
"An amende.

In my mind I dishonoured you by deeming you his like, by conceiving your fight with Levasseur a combat between jackals.

On my knees, monsieur, I implore you to forgive me." Captain Blood looked down upon her, and a smile broke on his lips, irradiating the blue eyes that looked so oddly light in that tawny face.
"Why, child," said he, "I might find it hard to forgive you the stupidity of having thought otherwise." As he handed her to her feet again, he assured himself that he had behaved rather well in the affair.

Then he sighed.

That dubious fame of his that had spread so quickly across the Caribbean would by now have reached the ears of Arabella Bishop.