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From this, the conversation gradually led to Morgianna herself, and Terrence laughed and winked; and called Fernando a lucky dog. "Go in, me boy, and if ye nade any help, I am at hand." "I fear I have injured my prospects there," said Fernando. "How?" "By the duel. Lieutenant Matson is an old friend of the captain, and I believe a suitor for the hand of his daughter.
The students entered ardently into their studies, and Fernando tried to forget everything about the mayor's ball save the beautiful face of Morgianna Lane. She was the only sweet picture in that wild dream, and he would not have forgotten her for the world. Time wore slowly on.
"Will she be at the ball, Terrence?" "To be sure. It's mesilf as heard it, and thin if ye'll look over the Baltimore papers, ye'll see her name Morgianna Lane, the daughter of Captain Felix Lane of Mariana, whose entree into society is to be the ninth, chaperoned by Madame Barnhart." Terrence Malone evinced a wonderful ability at picking up information on any question that took his fancy.
She did not attempt to withdraw it this time, and, gently slipping his disengaged arm about her waist, he murmured: "Morgianna!" Still she was silent. He went on: "You know how I have loved you all these years; you must have known how I have suffered and braved dangers untold. I sought defied death, because I deemed you lost. I spared the man I thought my rival, because I believed you loved him.
The hated English rival had won her heart, and she was even glad he was going; yet it was so hard to give her up. Morgianna, in the meanwhile, turned to the corners of her apron and measured the sides, and smoothed out the wrinkles, and was as silent as he. At last, after a long pause, he said good-bye.
There was only one more night in which they could shoot ducks, and Terrence was engaged for that occasion. Fernando sighed and ground his teeth in rage and disappointment, while Morgianna, with Sukey on one side and Ensign Post on the other, went to a large Broadwood piano, where she soon entertained all with her music.
Fernando tried to get the old captain to assume command; but he said he was too old; that he would gladly advise him and serve with him and under him; but he did not want the responsibility of the command. Then, all being quiet, Captain Lane went to his house to sleep and rest. "He is gone," said Fernando when left alone near the big gun; "gone and not a word said about Morgianna.
Her face grew deathly pale for a moment, and she almost ceased breathing; but she gained her self-control, and, in a tone as commonplace and cool as his own, hoped he was well and that he would not be killed in the coming struggle. The coming struggle with the Xenophon was nothing compared to his present struggle. Fernando still loved Morgianna.
Captain Lane prided himself on being able to control his feelings under all circumstances; but it required no little effort for him to do so now. After a few moments, he asked: "What was the name of your brother-in-law's ship?" "Morgianna!" Captain Lane did not start, for he expected this. "Was he a free mason?" "Yes, sir." "Can you describe how he looked then?"
Ducks could best be hunted after night. He would show him how it was done. It was almost dark, when they set off in a small rowboat for Duck Island, and twenty minutes later Fernando was on his way to his farewell visit to Morgianna. The sun had set, but it was not yet dark when Fernando reached the broad piazza. He asked himself if she would be at home or away. He had said nothing of his coming.
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