"None whatever, my boy; they are gone."
"Oh, Katharine, Katharine! Why did you do it, Seymour?" said Talbot, again.
Seymour turned away in silence. He could not reply; now that it was done, he had no reason.
The dim light from the binnacle lantern fell on the face of Bentley; tears were standing in the old man's eyes as he looked at them, and he said slowly, as if in response to Talbot's question,—
"For love of country, gentlemen."
And this, again, is war upon the sea!
BOOK III
THE LION AT BAY
CHAPTER XIX
The Port of Philadelphia