And then, as the boats with the freight, under charge of Willful, had arrived, and Miss Brande was thronged with business, the two gentlemen took their leave. “What do you think of that young merchant captain,” inquired Lord Montressor, as they were rowed from the side of the vessel. “Barbara?—well named! A young Barbarian she is!” exclaimed Lord Dazzleright, angrily. Lord Montressor smiled. CHAPTER XXIX. BARBARA MAY BE A BARONESS. “O! she is a golden girl! But a man, a MAN should woo her, And when she seems to fly away, He should like storms pursue her!”—_Anonymous._ The next morning, Sir Parke Morelle, with his favorite servant and his baggage, made up for a long sea voyage, arrived from Devonshire. When informed that passage for the party had been engaged on Miss Brande’s vessel, the Petrel, he at first demurred at the idea of risking their lives in a craft commanded by a woman. But in the course of half an hour’s conversation, Lord Montressor convinced him that the inevitable dangers of a sea voyage could in no way be enhanced to them through their sailing with Barbara Brande, who was, in all respects, admirably well adapted to her chosen position. His lordship then imparted to the Baronet the fact of their accidental discovery of Estelle’s place of abode, and also of their fixed resolution to keep that discovery a secret until they should arrive at the Headland—a plan that the baronet heartily approved.