Yorke 01 - Buccaneer by Dudley Pope

Author:Dudley Pope
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-04-26T23:00:00+00:00

She gave the hammaco another angry push. "You cannot buy more brandy because there is none to buy. You can use the money in your pocket to buy so much food, but after a month you have eaten it and you have no more money.

"Now,mesgars,what do you do? If you were in England you would end up in the debtors'

prison. The Marshalsea,non?Well, you are in the Caribbee Sea, not the Marshalsea, but the problem is the same."

Saxby chuckled and said: "That was an old joke — a man pretending he was a seaman was said to have cruised the Marshalsea."

"Mr Saxby,"Aureliasaid sternly, "Mrs Judd, Mrs Bullock, myself and the other three women are determined to stay out of the Marshalsea or any Spanish, Dutch or French equivalent, so will you apply yourself to the problem."

"My apologies, ma'am, I ramble on, and certainly we do —"'

"Mr Saxby!"

"Curaçao,ma'am!" the master said hastily. "To see what we can find out."

"I agree," Burton said hurriedly, alarmed at his first sight of Mrs Wilson being both French and determined.

"Me, too," said Ned. "So we are all agreed."

"Oh no!" Aureliasaid. "You are thinking ofCuraçao as aconfessional! You go in, explain your problem, the Dutch priest tells you to say six prayers and pay a fine, and off you go. Butwhere do you go? To the Marshalsea! There is nothing, nothing,nothing that the Dutch can tell you that will avoid that."

She sat up in the hammaco her legs out over the side and glared at Ned. She pointed a finger at him as though it was a pistol, her aim, Ned noticed, constant despite the rolling of the ship making the hammaco swing.

"You have the ecstasy of the bankrupt or the repentant sinner!"

"The what?" asked a startled Ned.

"Oh, I have seen it so often. The sinner goes to confession, gets forgiven, and walks down the road with a smile on his face and his heart full of fine intentions. The bankrupt is freed by a friend's charity, walks away from the debtors' jail with a smile on his face, the slam of the door music in his heart, which is equally full of fine intentions. The fine intentions disappear with the setting sun. . ."

Ned wondered how often she had forgiven Wilson for some vileness, heard him express "fine intentions" and seen them vanish at sunset. "Which are we, sinners or bankrupts?" he asked ironically.

"You have the sheepish look of both," she said, relenting slightly, "but you are bankrupts. You

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