I was thereupon taken to a cabin, where I was supplied with dry
clothes, after which the captain came and spoke to me. Evidently, he
was desirous of my becoming one of his allies, for without hesitation
he told me the history of his life and his reasons for leading such a
life.
I will not repeat his story at length. I do not wish to recall in
detail the terrible things he related. True to his Spanish nature, he
hated intensely and loved intensely. When quite a boy he had loved,
and his love had been returned. There were months of happiness, then a
rich nobleman appeared, and, fascinated by the beauty of his betrothed
sought to win her from him. Defeated in this, he used force. Then
followed a succession of plots and cunning intrigue, and, finally,
through the avarice and greed of his love's father, through social
influence, and through devilry of the worst kind, he, the pirate
captain, was robbed of the one for whom he would have died, while she
became disgraced and ruined. Then his passion burned to white heat,
and revenge was his one object. He did not rest until he had killed
his rival, after which he was obliged to fly. Others who had been
engaged with him in the fray left with him, and formed themselves into
a band, which gradually grew until they became what they were.
I shall never forget the terrible intensity with which he told his
story; how at one time his eyeballs were red as fire, and at another
his hands trembled with passion; and again, when he told of the beauty
of his betrothed, how his voice became gentle, and his eye became
moist. In spite of everything I could not help sympathising with him,
and, afterwards, when he spoke of his buccaneering career and
remembered what led him to it I did not wonder.
Need I tell how, little by little, I fell in with the captain's
proposals and vowed allegiance to him? I can scarcely realise what
happened now; it seems but as a half-forgotten dream; though real
enough then. In those days my better nature was dead, or nearly so. I
had allowed one passion to conquer me, and it had poisoned my whole
being. I had learnt the meaning of the words of Scripture: "For
whosoever shall keep the whole law and yet offend in one point, he is
guilty of all." This is more than mere words; it is a principle of
life. One passion corrupts the whole being, degrades the whole man,
and thus I, because I entertained hate for my brother, lost my finer
nature and joined a crew of pirates.
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