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Lot 8, gentlemen.

The steamship Venusia. A rare offering from the Fraser and Murchison line.

Owners most handsomely represented here today.

Now then, gentlemen.

We'll start at £10 ,000. £10 ,000.

10, 10, 8.

8 then. Make it the 8.

I'll look at the 6 then. I'll refer.

It's too low, darling.

My lady, I want you to most amply cover the £10 ,000 to retrieve the share.

Rockwell Banks have their man here.

Also the United Kingdom.

When she's launched, the William Fraser will out -earn half a dozen like this

one. £9 ,500 now. £9 ,500. £9 ,500.

Thank you very much, sir. The 10 will make it. The 10. £10 ,000. £10 ,000.

Come along now. 10. 10.

10. 10 unbid. Thank you very much, sir. The 10. 5.

10. 5 unbid. Thank you very much. I'm looking for 11. I've got 10. 5 looking

11. £11 ,000.

11. 11 unbid. Thank you very much, sir. The 11. 5. 11. 5. £11 ,500.

No? 11. 250 if it helps.

Very well, I'm about to knock down the steamship Venusia for £11 ,000.

To the United Kingdom Shipowning Company for £11 ,000.

Thank you very much, Mr Johnson. If you'd see the clerk.

Oh, my word, Dunwoody. Most satisfactory, milady.

Now, gentlemen, a short interlude for luncheon. May I remind you that we shall

recommend set two o 'clock with a much fancied ship, Sea Spray.

You young snipe.

That's what all the fuss was about last trip, eh?

Pressing on all that cab to get back here by four today. Today.

Sharp as a marlar, aren't you?

Pretty handy, though, ain't you?

What price do you reckon to bid up to?

Five hundred.

Ginnies? Pounds, boy, pounds.

It's worth a bob or two more than that.

Aye, she's that.

So what if she's bid up?

Well, I'll have to lose her then, won't I?

I will anyway if I don't get that ox.

That's just your errand, boy. Oh, you do fail for wet Africa anyway.

The Seagulls' Elizabeth's polling charter.

You simply run along the coast, you can see... Sierra Leone's my destination.

Here.

Now, the River Niger happens to be another 1 ,500 miles along the coast.

It's a weak sailing each way, and like as not, I'll be beating into an African

monsoon. Well, I'll pay the full charter rate. I'm not asking you to do it for

nothing.

Now, I've looked into it from this end through their Liverpool agent, but

obviously I can't invest money in a trading station in a remote spot like

without seeing exactly what they're offering.

Well, then go there yourself.

Uncle, I'm due to go to New York next month.

That'll be a regular charter for you.

Freight out the trading goods, plus the return cargoes of palm oil, Colonel.

Well, there are plenty of other owners who jump at it. Ah, but none you can

trust to set it up for you.

Especially with a hard lot like the Niger company to handle with.

By all accounts, Sir George Goldie's a veritable Napoleon.

Well, I've written to him, anyway.

He'll be expecting you.

Oh, have you?

Happily, you'll be disappointed.

Not only a pretty little ship is the sea spray, gentlemen, but a lucky one.

Said by all who've sailed with her to have a very good name.

Built of pitch pine on oak.

All frames and timbers hard as the hobbs of hell.

Known to run 200 miles noon to noon while in cargo, Spain to London.

Strikes me, my brother is asking us to fade over high for an old tub like that.

Oh, do you think he's worth 600?

Not many of them sail owners.

He'll be starting.

375, no less.

Go on, then.

Oh, how should we?

350, I withdraw.

350, I'm bid. Thank you very much. 375.

£375 at the side. The amount of the £400. £400.

£400. £400 I bid. Thank you very much. And the £425. £425. £425 at the side.

£450. £450.

£450 I bid. Thank you very much, sir. And the £475.

£475.

£475. He's going to get it. Come along now. Sniff at this price.

Very well. And the tea spray.

£450.

£475 I bid. Thank you very much, sir. And the £500. £500.

£500 bid.

£500 bid, thank you very much, sir. Sounds to me like... No,

don't worry.

Withdraw the bid.

My lady, I don't... Well, there must be some mistake.

Baines is obviously here for my brother. Come on, withdraw.

My lady, I don't think I can.

Make it £5 .50, please, gentlemen.

£5 .45.

£545 bid.

We're going up in 25, young man.

Do you wish to make it £550?

Just a minute.

£45 is my total savings, master.

It's yours if you take it.

Right.

£550, parents bid.

Thank you very much, sir.

Now we'll make it to £575.

£575, please.

£575. Knock on, sir.

Very well, then. The fee spray, £550.

To the O 'Neill line, £550.

Not the O 'Neill line.

Sold to Captain William Baines.

Oh, apologies, Captain.

False assumption.

Sold to Captain Baines, £550.

No question about that, Dunwoody. Bought for himself, not for my brother.

Hmm.

Attractive proposition.

Well, thanks for calling in at such short notice.

Oh, dear, I'm sorry. That's all right, Elizabeth. We're just finished.

Dawkins, show Mr Grant out, will you?

No need to write to your principals. I'll be seeing them myself within the

month, eh?

Niger company.

Samuel's palm oil venture. Not his.

Mine. James, you can't steal it. Not from Samuel. Stealing nothing. I've had

eye on the Niger River ever since the Berlin conference.

Just waiting for Sir George Goldie to offer our trading side. But this is

family. Nonsense. It's business.

Anyway, I've not refused him. Not altogether.

Look, if it's as good as this lot says it is, then I'll negotiate a side for

as well. At your own price, no doubt. Why not?

Doesn't own me with that loan, you know.

Is he saying he does?

Behaving like it.

I'm sure the most damned errand boy I am.

Now then, the auction.

Did you get me the sea spray? I'm afraid not.

Bid over the 600, was she?

Actually, she went for 550.

What? Well, it didn't look such a handy vessel to me.

Since when did you know to judge sale?

Well, it'll likely be the fairest offer we'll see this year.

Then you should have gone down there and bid for her yourself.

To quote you, James and Eden, I'm not your blessed errand boy.

Well, who did get her then?

You'll find out soon enough, I fancy.

Oh, damn it, Elizabeth. I'm sailing tomorrow.

Well?

A formidable ride.

Only be gone a couple of months.

In my country, a wife places with her husband.

But not this trip.

The fever coast.

It's no place for a woman.

Oh, James, I want to come with you. A quick trip to Sierra Leone, you said,

then home.

If I stayed on board, there would be no danger.

Ah, well, we're going up the River Narcha now.

Civilize a bunch of bloodthirsty heathens.

What? They're all going to set up a trading post.

Barbed wire, ivory.

Not tobacco.

Margarita, let's not hear any more about Max van der Reek, huh?

Or his brother.

That brother.

Hey, this is no mood for a party. Then take me with you.

I want you here, safe, healthy.

Look, explore Liverpool.

It is your home now.

You trust yourself in the office. Get Elizabeth to show you around.

Oh, Isabel.

She's even more cold and strange to me than Liverpool.

She'll melt soon enough in your sunshine.

James.

If I am to stay, then you say goodbye properly.

Look, I've got a hundred things to clear up in the office, and I'm late for the

tide as it is.

The tide can wait.

Catch you secured, master.

You know, I've never known him lose the tide before. He was due on board an hour

ago. Owners' privilege.

Owners?

Talking about owners, you'd better see this.

Six shares in the sea spray registered in your name.

664th. Thanks, Captain.

Are you sure you want it that way?

Actual shares in the sea spray and not just a loan?

Of course.

That makes us partners.

And I'll keep this safe and sound under lock and key.

What about the governor?

Mr. Leedon to you there.

What have you told him?

About the sea spray, nothing at all. I'll tell him when I'm good and ready

not before.

Tell him what?

Well, the chances are, when she's had a refit, Mr. and Eden and I will come to

some agreement.

What,

be a partner with Mr. and Eden and all? No promises now.

Trading agreements will only work with mutual respect, one owner for another.

Spoke for a talk yet, Captain Baines? Always plenty of time, sir.

Is that so?

Well, we missed the tide. We've got to wait till tonight.

Shame.

Pity to waste a good easterly wind.

Well?

Well, for one thing, it's a Friday.

Oh, Jonah's luck, eh?

We'll stay in the harbour and look all the foam. It's Friday today, the devil

doth own.

You know, happened you was an owner, Captain Baines.

You couldn't afford to be so superstitious.

I'm not superstitious. I don't believe in asking for trouble at all.

It's really very good of you, Mr. Dawkins, to give me so much of your

Mr. Vandereen.

Thank you.

Mr. Dawkins, I wonder if I might take you into my confidence.

Please.

Due to certain unforeseen reverses, I'm obliged to sell several of my warehouses

here in Rotterdam and in America.

You could be the very man to help me dispose of them. Me?

Yes. I had thought of approaching Mr. O 'Neill as a potential buyer, but I

understand he is rather... Heavily extended just now. Indeed he is, sir.

I trust I can rely on your discretion, sir.

But of course.

A matter of a ransom.

Fifty thousand pounds.

A crippling sum for any family to find.

However did they manage it?

With great difficulty.

So, well, if I get a good enough price for my warehouses, I might be in a

position to help Mr. O 'Neill.

Offer him alone?

Well, it's a possibility, sir. But as you know, he is rather overextended at

moment. Ah.

To the bank, you mean?

And to both his sister and his nephew, I'm afraid.

His nephew?

That would be Mr. Samuel O 'Neill, yes? Yes.

Why, there's a happy coincidence, sir.

I do believe that Mr.

Samuel is looking for a large warehouse in America at this very moment.

Indeed.

As you say, Mr. Dawkins.

A most happy coincidence.

Campaigns? Hmm?

Royal's the word for them, all right.

They certainly do themselves proud.

You go below and fetch Mr. Eden.

And I'll pipe them a ball.

Aye, sir.

Captain William Baines. Goldie.

Reverend Stoner.

Sir George Goldie, Deputy Governor of the Royal Niger Company.

O 'Neden?

Sir George. Here on behalf of Mr Samuel O 'Neden.

No, on my own account.

Oh. I heard from our Liverpool agent that Mr Samuel O 'Neden was the

party. I am his uncle.

I prefer to deal direct.

Ah.

How wise.

Thank you.

Have you had much experience in trading in these parts of the world?

Enough.

And now you're thinking of acquiring a license for a trading station.

Is that it?

Well, it depends on the terms and what you're prepared to offer in the way of a

site.

I reckon you've got a job and a half out of you, Reverend.

Aye, but it's God's work.

It's my duty to bring them the true light of the Trinity.

Rather you than me.

You're going upriver, I hear.

To the Abuchi.

Aye, we're bringing them the Liverpool Trinity.

Oh? Cloth for their nakedness, salt for their blood, and gin for their spirits.

A trading licence will cost you trouble that amount if you want a deal in

spirits.

£150 a year.

Aye. There's no way to civilise people trading them gin.

Now, that's a fact.

The Abuchi, you say?

Aye.

Here.

Down the long way up.

Three days.

Pick up the sights, I assure you.

Aye.

Pacified, are they? Oh, yes. Treaty signed with the company. And there's

Methodist mission there for years.

Yes, you'll find the site ideally suited for oil palms.

High rainfall, good clay soil, also plenty of veriseed and gum.

Much ivory about.

Yes. Well, it has to be the number of elephants just north of there.

What?

The tribe won't let it go.

I thought you said they'd signed a treaty.

I simply say they haven't any tusks.

You accept that?

Low Canadian. You concentrate on the palm oil. There's plenty of profit in

Much more in ivory.

Damn me or needen, I've told you it's there. Now, whether you get it out or

depends on how you handle Uncasa.

The chief?

The local Obi -Man.

Obi -Man?

Which doctor?

Oh, to the Obuchi tribe, he's more in the way of a pagan pope.

I thought you said there was a mission station there.

Oh, yes, old Reverend Fennec.

I've got this fellow waiting to go upriver to replace him, so happens.

That'll be the reverend gentleman we have here, sir.

That's him.

I'd be obliged if you would deliver young Stoner and his Bibles.

You can borrow my launch.

You'll need steam the way the current's running just now.

That's very considerate of you.

All part of the company service.

The company wouldn't like to send along some constables as well, would they?

Luke, we need him.

You'll have no trouble with the Ibuchi tribe, just so long as you behave.

You mean a kowtow to this witch doctor?

I'm simply warning you that Ancasa's a power to be reckoned with.

So am I, Sir George.

So am I.

A finnick.

Finnick.

Mr. Bates, we'll leave you in charge here now.

No visitors on board and no shore leave.

You might remember to keep these decks doused.

Boat loaded and ready, sir.

Guns as well, Bates. A couple for the mate and the rest along with us.

You're not reckoning to trade them arms for ivory, now, are you?

Simple precautions, Bates. Oh, pacified, Sir George said, and treated me with a

treat. Ah, and the chief under the thumb of this Nagasa Johnny.

That's the reason Sir George couldn't get any ivory out. That's the reason Sir

George offered me the site.

Ah, it's Nagasa that's the challenge, Baines. And you're going to meet him

a gun in your hand.

Aye, and a Bible in the oven.

90 ,000 square feet, Dawkins told me. New York's East River. That is correct.

The leaseholding has 95 years to run.

It's warehousing on three stories, deep waterfronted.

Constructed just four years ago. Used exclusively for the storage of tobacco.

Asked in the region of 11 ,000, I understand.

And worth more.

But since I need quick sale.

Ah, how quick?

Because it'll be several weeks before I'm there to look at it.

Too long.

Well, you'd hardly expect me to buy it unseen.

then why not cable your agents to inspect the property?

Mr. O 'Neill, I would naturally prefer to deal with a merchant of your renown,

but I do have another buyer interested.

Well, I'm nowhere near that sum available in cash.

Ah.

Unfortunately, I am not in a position to accept a lower offer. No, I'm not

suggesting that we should, Mr. Bounderader.

Accept 11 ,000 at a fair price.

Very fair.

Indeed, I'd be happy to sign a contract of sale the moment I have my agent's

report, but what I don't have is the ready cash.

Then perhaps you have some other asset to lodge as a security.

Do you know, as it happens, I'm owed almost that amount on one paper by my

uncle, James and Eden.

Would that serve?

You've done what?

Sold your uncle's debt?

No, I traded it, Aunt. Oh, Samuel, how could you do such a thing?

Well, the opportunity was too good to miss.

I've no doubt Judith said the same thing.

Oh, thank you. Well, what do you expect me to say? You come round here just as

I'm about to go to bed. I came round here to offer my help.

Oh?

Yes, you're still in need of hard cash, I take it? Isn't one always?

Yes.

You see, quite by chance, old Dawkins put me in touch with someone who was

anxious to sell some warehousing in New York.

Now, I'd already laid aside money for this particular venture, but of course,

bearing your needs in mind... You offered James his debt in lieu.

Yes, and it was accepted.

Therefore, my capital is still available.

I see.

And just what interest will you be charging me this time?

Oh, none.

None? You?

You must want something in return.

Oh, small business favour.

Well?

The furnishing contract for your new steamer.

The William Fraser? I'd hardly call that a small favour.

Oh, but you'd know the job was being properly done.

We'll by all means compete for the contract, Samuel, but you'll have to let

have your tender before you sail for America.

When is she to be launched? Next month.

And I think I should tell you that Marples have already tendered.

Marples? I have a job to undercut them.

You would indeed.

I don't think I'm in a position to accept your generous offer.

And I only hope that James will understand the purity of your motives.

Good night, Samuel.

Gin, Mr. Stoner?

You'll need it on this coast if you're to keep free from the fever.

You told me about the sea spring.

Not a thing you can rush.

Delicate issue like that.

We best wait till we get off out to sea again.

Tell me, does your employer treat you well?

Mr. O 'Neill?

Oh, a fine amount as you can meet, sir.

He always treats his hands with fullest Christian consideration.

That's right, isn't it, master?

What is?

Governor's a man of true piety.

Very strange.

There's no one about.

Happened they're all impressed.

Sunder.

Are you coming, Reverend?

Now that'll give them the gospel according

to James.

You're as bad as he is.

All that talk about him being pious.

Well, I'm only an apprentice. I mean, I've got to obey orders.

Quinine.

It's not as I had foreseen it. Not at all.

No convert here to greet you, eh?

No, nothing.

It's a disorder.

It's a challenge, lad.

The only true rewards in life are those done by your own strength.

Your visitors, gentlemen.

The deputies.

The catechists.

Damn perfect ones they are.

Tom.

Many more like this from my father.

Well, kindly tell your father that we will pay him our respects as soon as

ready to receive us in person.

Oh, no.

You tell your father.

Captain in Eden, speak to Chief Ouedo face to face only.

Now, do you understand?

Not to through any damn witch doctor.

You foolish man.

Hey,

that's hardly addressed me, pal.

Yes.

What's it mean?

Igboju, I think, means strong, great.

Oyibo is their name for the white man.

Literally translated, it means the peeled one, man without a skin.

You'll lose yours for sure if you carry on so high -handed with them.

Hey, treat them with respect, Sir George said.

Yes, the chief, of course, but as for honouring that witch doctor, never.

Reverend Stoner has a challenge to meet.

It is our Christian duty to help him convert these savages.

Amen. Amen, indeed.

Now then, I suggest you clean the poor wretch up in there. Wash him, clean him,

you know. Aye. Tom!

Light a fire here somewhere. Get some hot water ready.

I've never known such brazen hypocrisy. No?

I've never known you go to church except for weddings and funerals. Nor in 20

years have I never known you pray.

Not even when we was facing death itself for three weeks in that open boat down

the coast from here. Well, some people prefer to say their prayers for others

less fortunate than themselves.

Never thought I'd see the day you got religion.

Yeah, that'd keep me sudden stoked up all night.

Yeah. You'd be thankful, boy.

Sweating's the best cure for fevers.

What do you mean?

It's not catching, is it? What old Holy Joe's down with?

You speak with more respect.

What is it?

Malaria's what the raven's got.

And the good Lord only knows how that's caught other than coming inland to foul,

God -forsaken places like this.

Nothing can get in over that stockade, can it?

What's all the noise?

It's started up again.

If you ask me, this place is haunted.

Well, you would say you're on a flight.

She win many battles.

Many goat, many land.

See, brother.

Wimbo need him.

Brother dead.

See this man.

See him sick.

See him lose goat.

We ain't gonna need him.

Why, thick.

Thick. Thick. Thick.

Thick. Thick. Thick.

Thick. Thick.

Thick. Thick.

Thick. Thick. Thick. Thick. Thick.

I know you must come with Bible.

Now, these foolish people have Bible, but Sir George Goldie have land.

They have health, prosperity, order, and that's what we're bringing cheap away

to those people.

Hey, wait or nothing. Nkasa speak for people. You? You must curse other

Ruling them with your butchery.

Them people who make death to Nkasa.

Learn.

One of us will bleed right enough.

Won't be me.

You best hope not.

Worry you, does he? Well, this is his place.

And whatever you say there is kinfolk with their own customs and beliefs.

Look, we'll get to civilize them. Get rid of all this superstitious rubbish.

Like sailing on a Friday.

Receive this, thy servant, unto thy tender care.

Well?

No sign of her, milady.

She arranged to come and see the office, take tea and interest herself in the

business, as if I hadn't got enough on my hands.

Perhaps I should telephone to the house. Yes.

No, I'll telephone. You go and look out for her.

Hello, are you there?

Netherton 8 -2, please.

Dunwoody? Yes, milady.

Hello, Mrs Gibson?

Is Mrs O 'Needon still there?

The groom came back, but dropped her where?

Dear God, has the man taken leave of his senses?

Well, yes, I dare say she did, Mrs Gibson. Well, now you can just tell him

take the carriage straight back there and look for her.

You mean we were really quite concerned about her?

Outside, it's a bit precious, wasn't it?

Come through here, please.

It's all right, she's just arrived.

Gracious.

You'd better tell him to bring the carriage straight here, Mrs Gibson, post

haste.

Isabel. Sit here by the fire, Mrs Ornealy.

Fancy sending the carriage off home when it was obvious there was a storm in the

offing. Whatever can have possessed you, Margarita?

James said I should get to know Liverpool.

Yes, well, not like this.

You'll get yourself down with a fever, my girl, and James will never forgive

not after the loss of... Poor dear Nettie.

Well, you'd better take those wet boots off.

Yes. Allow me.

Mr Dunwoody.

Kindly fetch us some tea, Dunwoody, hot and strong.

Very good, my lady.

Did you

see

Liverpool, did he?

He did not mean the docks, the slums, nor Paradise Street.

Mrs. Gibson told me just now on the telephone.

Oh, how in heaven's name that groom of yours was so witless as to leave you in

place like that. That is more Liverpool than the parks and the museums. Is it?

Yes.

Those people.

The vile slums they live in.

The unemployment.

People starving and begging. You wish to concern yourself with the needy. Yes.

Well, then instead of traipsing the slums, you could involve yourself in the

orphanage that Lettie founded.

Lettie, Lettie, Lettie! Yes, Lettie!

You've a great deal to live up to, Marguerite, a great deal.

And you could make a start by...

Chief's son, his father, is here.

Let him in, Tom.

Two days we've been waiting to see the chief.

Nkatha, tell my father, you bring much trouble.

For Nkatha, I do.

But for nobody else.

Nkatha say you come with Jesus' magic to make us slaves and take all our land

like other tribes on coast.

He say he will save a butchery people.

Oh, does he?

Please, sir.

You must show Ancatha weak.

Prove Jesus' magic strong.

Prove? How?

Ancatha, make challenge to Oimbo.

He thought that Jesus comes not with magic, but with love. The love of God.

True, Mr. Stoner, true.

But at the moment, we need something a bit more obvious.

Look, if I don't put a stop to Ancatha here and now, they won't trade their

ivory.

And you won't be converting anybody.

Right, then.

Nakasa's magic against mine. But it must be here in the mission compound.

You start raving mad. No.

Taking on that devil doctor in his own game? Afraid of the evil eye. Yes, I am.

Right then. This contest, what is it? Trial by poison.

Make sure your father makes Nakasa drink the poison as well.

You understand?

Sir.

Father.

Your father had a treaty with Sir George Goldie, sir.

Sir George Goldie promised a trading station.

Well, now, you promised me much ivory. I promised to build you a big trading

station. Good, sir.

Then we will all take baptism.

You see?

Both our missions fulfilled.

You've got to win first, Mr. O 'Neill. Pray, Mr.

Stone. Pray.

Pray for Dover's powder.

No, sir.

There will be no such trickery.

Now, just listen to me. No, sir. You listen to me.

It is the Lord who is challenged here. As his ordained servant, it is I who

meet this challenge.

You think the castle won't try trickery as well?

Even so.

You know what they say? They say an Englishman is never fairly beaten.

Is that not so, Mr. Baines?

You get my... Ferry faith didn't help him much, did it? But I have to try.

It is my duty.

The Reverend's got a fair point there, Mr. O 'Neill.

Let's talk it over nice and quiet.

I'm glad that at least you see my point, Captain Baines.

Captain Baines. Drugged, Reverend Lord.

Won't do you any harm, and it's for your own good. But I have to meet... You'll

only end up getting yourself killed.

There's any trickery to be done, he's the master at that.

Like they say, the devil looks after his own.

Oh, I thought...

Better help the reverence into his neck.

Isabel, it's all right.

Dr. Portman will be here soon.

Forgive me.

Just you get better and I'll forgive anything.

Don't worry.

Got that nervous powder ready?

Yeah, a dose this big will give you about one minute.

Now, if I don't phone it, then you'll know what to do. What are they doing at

Bismarck?

Reckoning to test its strength. No!

Now,

look, you just see to it that my bones and the cloth... Now, go on, along with

you.

Chief O 'Hare, though.

When this... trumpeting windbag lies dead at our feet, then the Abuchi people

will know who Iboja, great O 'Ibo medicine, is.

But O 'Ibo, on a day like this, people will know real

strength of Nkasa.

Drink of death.

Die first to him, boo.

Right up.

But you were born again on your wives and children, on

your ancestors and all your tribes.

Your goats and cattle, trees and land, wherever.

James.

James. Where are you?

Excuse me.

A cup of tea, Reverend.

What happened?

Oh, everything went according to Cocker. A tribe celebrating through the night.

The chief promised him men to build his warehouse for him.

And enough ivory to near sink that launcher and the two longboats.

Their great Oebo Liberator, that's what he is.

I've liberated nothing.

You saw the way the castle walked through, those warriors?

Walked back the same way any time he chooses.

No, sir.

Are you going to stop him? With God's strength.

I'll pray for you.

Either way, you come out of it pretty well.

I've never seen so much ivory.

Well, I hope to see a damn side more.

Yeah, I'll get up that warehouse and put in a manager.

Some you'll want in it, some you can have it.

At my price.

What?

After you've creamed off all this ivory?

And it'll be years before there's any more profits out of this hole? That

depends on the manager. The man you put in charge.

The man with a bit of gold.

Somebody who wants to save the Abuchi people. Plus...

Interested, Reverend?

Your manager.

Well, I suppose your missionaries do a bit of trading.

Mr. O 'Neill, it is my place to bring them the true God, not mammon.

Well, you might give a bit of thought about how you're going to get the

up here.

School books, Bible, medicine.

You wouldn't. I'm only asking for a fair exchange.

After what I did for him last night, they'll be lining up by the hundreds for

baptism. What you did was for yourself, just to grab that ivory.

You don't give a hate any damn to the Reverend Stoner and all his people. You

just grab, grab, grab yourself.

I reckon the caster spoke the truth.

How are you? I weighed you up in a couple of days what's taken me half a

lifetime. And that's the plain truth.

Captain, don't. Destiny, that's how I used to figure it. I had a mad idea that

we was destined to tread a shared path.

Well, Mr. and Eden, that's all over and done with. Captain, the thief's right.

You hold your tongue, boy. You've just heard what the man said.

How he passed to cheat Mr. Samuel out of buying this place off him.

Damn it, if he'll do that to his own flesh and blood, what if he can do no

back like me? Oh, it was you who bought the sea spray.

Yes, it was.

And from now on, I'm my own master.

And you can walk your own path to hell, James O 'Neill.

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