By Dudley Pope
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At the subsequent tide, so long as the grasp attendant agrees,” Aitken guaranteed him. “Very good, set up that: Lord Nelson and the Victory—with yellow strakes—are looking forward to us at St Helens, and the French and the Dons are expecting either one of us in Cadiz! ” Southwick grinned and acknowledged: “We’ll get afloat whether we need to open the dock gates ourselves: the boys can be chuffed sufficient to knock away the shores—they’re bored stiff with lifestyles in drydock! ” “Very good, get notice to the grasp attendant and report back to my cabin in fifteen mins. ” With that he walked out alongside the gangplank and went on board. He stood at the quarterdeck prior to taking place the companion-way to his cabin. convinced, it used to be all the following: the reek of paint, so powerful that the odor should be obvious as thick smoke, and someplace there has been the fast metal thud of hammers—the final of the sheathing nails being pushed domestic? most likely. The noise echoed dully during the send, as if the banging used to be at the open air of the hull. His cabin smelled like a paint shop, even if the skylights have been huge open and the port-lids for the twelve-pounders have been hoisted up, huge open on both sides of the nice cabin and within the mattress position and trainer. In part an hour he might have a splitting headache. yet all 3 cabins sparkled: there has been clean white paint at the bulkheads and deckhead, reflecting the sunshine, and the canvas at the soles of all 3 cabins have been repainted, the black and white squares freshened up in order that it appeared he had new carpets. His mattress swung from the heavy steel eyes bolted into the beams and there have been no spots of paint on it—someone had, thank goodness, stowed it out of ways sooner than the paint brushes have been positioned to paintings. And Sarah had sewn new covers for him, and made convinced they have been packed in his trunk. The letter from Sarah, given him by way of Raven as he boarded the ‘chaise, nestled within the within pocket of his frock-coat, and after pitching his hat directly to the sofa he sat on the table (the most sensible freshly polished and nonetheless smelling of the bosun’s detailed beeswax-and-turpentine mix that the boys had used) and took a paper-knife from the head drawer. satisfaction, awe, pride … it used to be tough to tackle the sentiments, however the letter used to be addressed to him in Sarah’s handwriting, and there has been the griffin seal. A letter from woman Ramage. the 1st he had ever got yet, God prepared, the 1st of many. He was once reluctant to damage the seal for purposes he couldn't clarify. Her handwriting and the Ramage seal appeared an entity: to open the letter may one way or the other destroy it. yet leaving it sealed defeated the full objective … He slid the knife below the wax and opened out the folded web page. The letter was once short. She enjoyed him and was once disillusioned that this time she used to be staying at domestic whereas he went to sea—he needed to smile: it used to be general of Sarah to brush aside the lengthy months that she have been certainly one of Bonaparte’s prisoners in any such informal type. And, underlined, was once a connection with his father’s admonition that frigates didn't stand within the line of conflict.