The Blockade Runner — page 234: what you’re looking at

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THE BLOCKADE RUNNER. 230 The young gunner was evidently thinking of the im- promptu duel on the banks of Cape Fear, the night of _his escape from Wilmington, and while he spoke Cap- tain Powers’ look told that his thoughts had returned to the same scene. “Tam willing to accommodate you!” he exclaimed. “ Your sword gave me a terrible wound, and your ac- cursed balls sent the Swiftwing to the bowels of the deep. Yes, | want revenge. I acknowledge it here. Mr. Throxton, have you swords for us ?” The Union sympathizer was about to reply when Norah threw herself between the two men, who faced each other with flashing eyes. “No; blood shall not flow here,” she said, looking at Powers, who recoiled a step. ‘ You have not for- gotten your vow, captain. It is still fresh in my memory. You shall never fulfill it; for Norah Nar- cross will never become the wife of a man who serves the new flag.” “TI believe you said that once before. Beware, girl! you may recall those words.” “ At your hands? never!” “We'll see! But this is not business,’ and the speaker looked at the Union gunner again. “The world is too small for both of us, Bentham. I want revenge for my.wound and the loss of my ship. Coward, you dare not face me! Having disgraced the man whose money educated you, you stand behind a woman, a branded poltroon, unworthy to serve the flag you own.” An exclamation of anger burst from bBentham’s throat. This was too much. He strode toward the privateer with clinched hands and fiery eyes. 4. COMMcoaoao S co 5}