Dame Charter would have gone down to him, but Kate was in her arms.

For several minutes the furious officer stood by the chair in which Kate had been sitting; he could not comprehend the fact that this girl had discarded and had scorned him.
And yet her scorn had not in the least dampened the violence of his love.

As she stood and spoke her last bitter words, the grandeur of her beauty had made him speechless to defend himself.
He seized his hat and rushed from the house; hot, and with blazing eyes, he appeared in the counting-room of Mr.Delaplaine, and there, to that astounded merchant, he told, with brutal cruelty, of his orders to destroy the pirate Bonnet, his niece's father; and then he related the details of his interview with that niece herself.
Mr.Delaplaine's countenance, at first shocked and pained, grew gradually sterner and colder.

Presently he spoke.

"I will hear no more such words, Captain Vince," he said, "regarding the members of my family.