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Updated: May 17, 2025
Since the failure of the bank, Captain Bontnor's mental grasp had seemed less reliable than ever, and Eve had kept these things to herself.
"I've always made a practice," mumbled Lord Seahampton, rather incoherently, "of letting my friends think what they damned well please. May I ask your name?" "Bontnor's my name. Captain Bontnor, at your service." "My name's Seahampton." Captain Bontnor turned and looked at him. "Yes, I'm Lord Seahampton." "Oh!" ejaculated Captain Bontnor, under his breath.
Eve looked up in surprise, and Captain Bontnor's blue eyes wandered from her face to the dark and courteous countenance of Cipriani de Lloseta. "Perhaps," continued the Spaniard imperturbably, "you have not yet made up your mind on the subject." "But the Casa d'Erraha does not belong to me," said Eve, and Captain Bontnor wagged his head in confirmation.
"If we place the property in the hands of a third person you know the value of land in Majorca to farm and tend; if at the end of each year the profits be divided between us?" But Eve's suspicions were aroused, and her woman's instinct took her further than did Captain Bontnor's sturdy sense of right and wrong. "I am afraid," she said, rising from her chair, "that I must refuse.
He had left England three years before to seek his fortune in other seas, and Fortune had come to him as she often does when she is sought half-heartedly. Luke commanded one of the finest war-ships afloat, but she sailed under the Chilean flag. "Letters," said Fitz. Eve smiled and handed him Captain Bontnor's epistle. She watched his face as he read she had a trick of watching her husband's face.
And this is Captain Bontnor your uncle." He shook hands with the old sailor without the faintest flicker of surprise at his somewhat incongruous appearance. "I am glad," he said suavely, "to make Captain Bontnor's acquaintance."
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