It was luxuriously appointed: there were rich Eastern rugs on the floor, well-filled bookcases stood against the bulkheads, and there was a carved walnut sideboard laden with silverware.

On a long, low chest standing under the middle stern port lay a guitar that was gay with ribbons.

Lord Julian picked it up, twanged the strings once as if moved by nervous irritation, and put it down.
He turned again to face Miss Bishop.
"I came out here," he said, "to put down piracy.

But--blister me!--I begin to think that the French are right in desiring piracy to continue as a curb upon these Spanish scoundrels." He was to be strongly confirmed in that opinion before many hours were past.

Meanwhile their treatment at the hands of Don Miguel was considerate and courteous.