There was no great battle-field in Europe she had not trod upon.

She knew them so well that she could people each field with the familiar bright regiments, bayonets and sabers, pikes and broadswords, axes and crossbowmen, matchlock and catapult, rifles and cannon.
And what she did not know of naval warfare her father did.

They were very companionable.

There was never any jealousy on the part of the admiral.

Indeed, he was always grateful when some young man evinced a deep regard for his daughter.