"Yes, word for word, and looked like an angel when she said so. I replied that I would certainly deliver her message, but that I must not remain, for fear of Mr. Trevannion finding me with her, as he ordered me to quit the house. "'Indeed,' said she; 'what can be the matter with my poor father?' "'Why, Miss Trevannion,' said I, 'he was very angry, and he had reason, for I was very saucy, and that's the truth.' "'Why, Philip, what did you say to him?' "'Oh, I hardly know,' replied I, 'but I know that I said more than I ought; for I was very angry at my brother's dismissal. Good-bye, Miss Trevannion.' "Miss Trevannion was taking a ring off her finger as I said good-bye, and I thought she was going to give it me as a keep-sake; but, after a little hesitation, she put it on again, and then held out her hand, saying, 'Good-bye, Master Philip, let us not part in anger, at all events.' I took her hand, bowed, and turned away to quit the room; when I was at the door I looked round, and she was sitting with her face in her hands, and I think she was weeping. I went out into the street, and waited for Captain Levee, and there's an end of my story." "Well, now I'll give you my portion, Elrington:--As soon as Philip went out of the room, Mr. Trevannion said, 'That's a most impudent boy, and I am glad that he is gone. You are of course aware that his brother has left me, and the cause of our disagreement.' "'Yes, Sir,' replied I, drily, 'I have heard the whole particulars.' "'Did you ever hear of such ridiculous scruples?' said he. "'Yes, Sir, I heard them before, and so did you, when he gave up the command of the privateer, and I respected them, because I knew that Mr. Elrington was sincere. Indeed, his observations on that head are undeniably true, and have had great weight with me; so much so, that I intend to enter into the king's service as soon as I possibly can.' "I wish you had seen the look of Mr. Trevannion when I said this--he was stupified. That I, Captain Levee, who had commanded his vessels so long--I, the very _beau ideal_ of a privateer's-man, a reckless, extravagant dare-devil, should also presume to have scruples, was too much for him. 'Et tu, Brute,' he might have exclaimed, but he did not; but he stared at me without speaking for some time; at last he said, 'Is the golden age arrived, or is this a conspiracy?' "'Neither one nor the other, Sir,' I replied; 'I follow privateering, because I can do no better; but as soon as I can do better, I shall leave it off.' "'Perhaps,' said Mr. Trevannion, 'you would wish to resign the command at once. If so, I beg you will not make any ceremony.' "'I have not wished to put you to any inconvenience, Mr. Trevannion,' replied I, 'but as you kindly beg me to use no ceremony, I will take advantage of your offer, and resign the command of the Arrow this day.'" "Surely, Levee, you have not done so?"