abated; he only watched for an opportunity more successfully to
effect the object that now seemed to be the motive of his life.
Before Komel he was all gentleness, and affected the highest sense
of honor, but at heart he was all bitterness and revenge.

Another chapter will show the treacherous and deep game that the
rejected lover played.






CHAPTER V.

THE SLAVE SHIP.





It was on a fair summer's evening that a beautiful English built
craft, after having beat up the Black Sea all day against the ever
prevailing a north-cast wind, now gathered in her light sails and
barely kept steerageway by still spreading her jib and mainsail.
With the setting sun the breeze had lulled also to rest, and there
was but a cap full now coming from off the mountains of the
Caucasus, just enough to keep the little clipper steady in hand.

It would be difficult to define the exact class to which the rig of