By Rafael Sabatini
Peter Blood, a doctor and an English gentleman turns into a pirate after agony a grave injustice. slightly escaping the gallows after his arrest for treating wounded rebels—who have been scuffling with the oppressive King James—Blood is enslaved on a Barbados plantation. He escapes to Tortuga and turns into the chief of a colony of buccaneers.
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A dreadful man. ” He was a little bewildered. “This interest in a stranger . ” he began. Then changed the direction of his probe. ” “I am not,” said he. ” She stared at him, bridling a little. ” “On the contrary. The others are all worthy rebels. I am not. That is the difference. I was one who had not the wit to see that England requires purifying. ” she checked him. ” “I hope I am not obscure,” said he. ” “The Governor would never allow it. ” She was frankly scornful. “You have certainly never had the gout; probably not even the megrims,” said he.
These white swine don’t live. ” Gardner broke into protestations of Pitt’s health, youth, and vigour. It was not a man he was discussing; it was a beast of burden. Pitt, a sensitive lad, stood mute and unmoving. Only the ebb and flow of colour in his cheeks showed the inward struggle by which he maintained his self-control. Peter Blood was nauseated by the loathsome haggle. In the background, moving slowly away down the line of prisoners, went the lady in conversation with the Governor, who smirked and preened himself as he limped beside her.
Her father, Tom Bishop—that same Colonel Bishop’s brother—had been a kindly, chivalrous, gentle soul, who, broken-hearted by the early death of a young wife, had abandoned the Old World and sought an anodyne for his grief in the New. He had come out to the Antilles, bringing with him his little daughter, then five years of age, and had given himself up to the life of a planter. He had prospered from the first, as men sometimes will who care nothing for prosperity. Prospering, he had bethought him of his younger brother, a soldier at home reputed somewhat wild.