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The heart of a coquette is to be won only by running away from it, and Dic's victory over Sukey was achieved in retreat. During Dic's illness Tom's heart, quickened doubtless by jealousy, had grown more and more to yearn for Sukey's manifold charms, physical and temperamental.

She did not know she was false but why should I dwell upon poor Sukey's peccadilloes as if she were the only sinner, or responsible for her sins? Who is responsible for either sin or virtue? Rita deserved no praise for being true, pure, gentle, and unselfish. Those qualities were given with her heart.

Sukey's words had, for a moment, tickled his vanity, an easy task for a pretty woman with any man, but they had gone no deeper than his vanity, which, in Dic's case, was not very deep. Such an hour as our young friends spent upon the ciphering log would amply compensate for the trouble of living a very long life.

He could not help admiring her physical beauty. She was a perfect specimen of her type, and her too affectionate heart and joyous, never-to-be-ruffled good humor made her a delightful companion, well fitted to arouse tenderness. Add virtue and sound principle to Sukey's other attractions, and she would have made a wife good enough for a king too good, far too good.

Deacon Moore passed his hat, and when he handed it to Wetmore that worthy soul counted out two large copper pennies. There were also in the hat two brass buttons which Tom, much to Sukey's amusement, had torn from his clothing for the purpose of an offering.

She knew that if she were in the game, Sukey's reign would end, and she had reached the point of perturbation where she was willing to do anything to prevent the recurrence of certain painful happenings. She knew that she should not take part in the game, it was not for such as her, but she was confused, desperate, and "didn't care." She modestly knew her own attractions.

Then they had laughed and joked over their wine, and a wager of a beaver hat was said to have been made between them upon the event of the hostile meeting of their ships. This was their next meeting. Sukey and Tawney went home in the American frigate United States. With Sukey's return to his native country, the reader's interest in the naval operations perhaps ceases.

Her absence thus explained, she left the room, only to steal through the kitchen, and catch Sukey's shawl from its hook in the passage to the wood-shed. Regardless of slippers and snow, she then sped toward the concealing hedge, and behind its friendly protection walked quickly to the stable.

For the lack of those qualities she was not to blame, since they spring from heredity or environment. Sukey's parents were good, honest folk, but wholly unfitted to bring up a daughter.

"I can't find my real massa, but, by golly, I've saved up fifty dollars to buy a new one, 'fore I go for to be a Britisher agin." Before Fernando could answer, Sukey came running along the breastwork and said: "Fernando! Fernando he is there! Captain Snipes is aboard that ship!" Sukey's face was deathly white, and his fingers convulsively clutched the air as if grasping at an imaginary throat.