Questionable Intentions

England, 1873

A girl walks up to her father in his study.

"Hello Father," the girl says.

The father looks up from his book and waves at his only daughter, the girl sits on his lap.

"Father, I did something simply horrid," the girl says sadly.

"Eliza, what could you, my sweet daughter, have done that was so horrid?" The father says and hugs the girl on his lap.

"I fell in love, Father," the girl starts crying.

"And what is so bad about that, Lizzy?"
The girl takes a deep breath, "he doesn't love me, Father!" The girl cries harder.

"Well then he's a moron for not seeing how amazing you are!" The father raises his voice, the hatred towards this boy growing. "Princess, is there any thing I could do to help?"

"No, Father, you can't do anything. I just wish that I would never see him again so my life would not be so hard, since I have to be around him so much because we go to the school."

An idea hit the father. "Lizzy, what was this boys name?"

"Ben, Ben Wellington." Lizzie replied seeing nothing wrong her father asking her this.

"Ok," the father said.

That night the father went ouut after tucking his daughter into bed.

The next morning the body of Ben Wellington was brought in by the tide, he was barely recognizable.

How do you think Ben died?