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The Sea-Witch - Or, the African Quadroon : a Story of the Slave Coast by Maturin Murray Ballou
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commander.

"That you accept my word of honor to obey your directions as a prisoner,
but that you shall not bind my arms or confine me otherwise."

"Have your own way," replied the Englishman, doggedly; "but give up your
weapons."

"Do you promise me this, Captain Bramble?"

"I do."

"It is well, sir; there goes my weapon;" saying which he hurled it far
into the river's bed.

As soon as Maud saw him, she sprang to her feet, and with all the
bitterness of expression which her countenance was capable of, she
scowled upon his upright figure and handsome features. It was evident
she felt a bitter disappointment at his absence from the late affray,
and would only have rejoiced had she believed he was blown to atoms with
his vessel by the wild explosion which had so lately shaken the very
earth upon which she now stood. It was plain that up to this very
moment, however, that the young commander had never suspected her of
treachery, or even jealousy, towards himself; but now, he would have
been worse than blind not to have seen and realized, also, the deep
malignant feeling which was written on her dark, but handsome face.

"Maud," he said, in a low, but reproachful tone, "is it you who have
betrayed us?"

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