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Fenton, who was in command of two vessels, was attacked by a Spanish squadron between Brazil and the River Plate, and the battle continued by moonlight until one of the Spaniards was sunk. The Spanish historian adds that Fenton might have sunk another of the enemy's ships, but refrained because there were several women on board.
The knowledge of her uncle's delight in this engagement of hers might have reconciled her to it, even if she had not loved Gilbert Fenton. And she told herself that she did love him; or, more often putting the matter in the form of a question, asked herself whether she could be so basely ungrateful as not to love one who regarded her with such disinterested affection?
Then she recovered herself, and let the question pass, saying simply: "That would lead us into one of our old discussions about right and wrong." "Those struggles and quibbles between right and wrong," Fenton retorted contemptuously, "have ceased to amuse me.
The next afternoon, as Jack straightened his aching back to answer the questions of Frank Fenton, who was serving as time-keeper for the four squads, he looked across the street and saw two little figures who waved gloved hands at him and beckoned in a mysterious manner. "Isn't that Rosemary Willis?" asked Frank, "stunning kid, isn't she?"
Somehow the fellow managed to conceal any disappointment he may have felt. He contrived to show only a deep sympathy for Charlotte as he finished: "If I find it possible to protect you, I shall, Miss Fenton." After it was all over, and I returned to the rooms, Charlotte and I concluded that it might have been better had we made some sort of compromise.
A sphere of silence seemed to envelop Herman and Arthur and herself in the very midst of the crowd, as for an instant which seemed to her cruelly long she stood waiting for what the sculptor should say. "Your friends are right, Fenton," Herman said, at length, in a voice so changed from its previous cordiality that it was idle to suppose the likeness had escaped him.
"What think you of our guide, Pomaunkee?" asked Gilbert; "I watched him when we halted for dinner, and it struck me that I had seldom seen a less attractive countenance, or one more expressive of cunning. I expressed my opinion to my brother Vaughan, but he replied that Master Rolfe has perfect confidence in the man, having had frequent intercourse with him." "I agree with you," answered Fenton.
A pause followed this last remark, and then the subject of conversation was again changed to one of a more general nature. An evening or two after, Henry Clarence called in to see Melvina Fenton. Melvina was what may be called a showy girl. Her countenance, which was really beautiful, when animated, attracted every eye.
Gillespie, on the occasion in question, not only met Fenton within a short distance of the town, and in a lonely place, but also found him far advanced in a state of intoxication. "Is this Mr. Fenton?" said he. "How do you do, Mr. Fenton? A beautiful night, sir." "Yes, sir," replied the unfortunate young man; "it is Mr. Fenton, and you are a gentleman.
A few were aware that the censure had been withdrawn, and all were sufficiently well acquainted with Fenton's high-spirited temperament to feel that something exciting was coming. Fenton was too keenly alive to what he would have called the stage effect to fail of appreciating to the utmost the striking situation.
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