"And she has scorned thee?"
"Yes. I tried love at first, but it would not do, and—"
"You then tried force?"
"I did," he said, ferociously.
"And she is now in thy state-cabin?"
"No. I bore her part way to my boat, when she drew a pistol from my belt and shot me here."
"And she—"
"The garrison was instantly in arms; the town rose clamorous; she fled like a deer, and mocked pursuit. I barely escaped to my boat, and reached my brig with the loss of every man. By Heaven! I believe a score of balls struck my person, yet they seemed to fall from my cloak harmlessly like hailstones."
"It was the amulet!"
"True, woman! Yet I was wounded by a pistol in this girl's hand. Your charm here failed."