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Gentlemen, I'm instructed by Lady
Fogarty that it is imperative that Cook

Pendleton, known to you all, I'm sure,
be found or his present whereabouts

ascertained. Equally imperative,
however, Pendleton himself must receive

warning that he is being sought.

Lady Fogarty relies upon your diligence
and discretion, gentlemen.

She is also willing to offer a reward of
50 guineas to the man who finds him.

And a copy of that letter has been sent
to all my captains by the Midday Post.

50 guineas. Could be a waste of money,
Aunt.

It'll only be a waste if Pendleton
proves to have no knowledge of the

Well, if that's the case, then God help
Uncle James, because there's no one

else.

There's Captain Baines.

Oh, no, Aunt.

I've spoken to him.

Now, whatever bitterness there may have
been between them, he could never have

done such a wicked thing.

Wicked?

To conceal?

stolen property aboard James's ship,
solely that he might be sentenced to

of penal servitude? It's inhuman.

And as God is my witness, I shall prove
to the world that James is innocent and

that Pendleton was in the pay of Max van
der Rade.

Can't help wishing Uncle Daniel, would
you?

No profit in wishing, Samuel.

Besides, I doubt even Daniel could do as
much as has already been done.

There's been no letter for over a month
now.

It's just that for someone in my
position... Dear, I do hope you won't

the wrong way, Aunt.

I rather fear I may.

But I'm beginning to realise that I have
to be very careful.

See, I'm already losing customers.

It seems that the name I need in is not
to be trusted any more.

You disown your Uncle James? No, no, no,
of course not, no.

But I'm not sure how far I can publicly
defend him, either.

Well, what earthly good will it do him
if I'm ruined?

Well, by all means, see to your own
interest, Samuel.

But let me assure you that if James is
convicted, we shall all suffer.

Captain Baines?

Captain Baines!

Mr Sparrow.

I know you're there. It's no good
pretending you're not.

It's time you and I had a talk.

He might be ill, Mrs. Sparrow.

Insensible fruit drink, more like.

Captain, I have my key. Must I use it?

The key, Mr. Sparrow.

The door's unlocked.

What can I do for you, Mrs. Sparrow?

I'll get it for you soon, I promise.

After your voyage, you said.

You'd pay all the overdue rent as soon
as you came home. That's what you said.

I'm sorry.

I'm not a rich woman, Captain.

And since Mr Sparrow's tragic loss, his
house is all the livelihood we've got.

Life is difficult enough without people
who don't pay their rent.

I'm not a charity, Captain.

I'll get the money soon.

I'll get a berth, I promise.

I can give you just one more week.

No longer.

You should have... Accepted the position
Mr. Vander Raider was offering you.

You'll be lucky to find another one as
good.

How do you know about that?

Because he came here to see you.

And where were you?

Beating up against an alien, I'm sure.

Mr. Sparrow.

She don't mean it, Will.

You've got longer than a week, I'll see
to that.

These I must send to James's bankers.

These to his solicitor.

These to Mr. Dan Woody and these to
Elizabeth.

And why?

Because I am not allowed to act for him.
Not allowed to sign for him or pay

money for him.

At home I helped my father rule a whole
country.

Ah, but this is England, ma 'am.

And these.

Oh, I don't know.

James is the only one who can say what
to do about these and yet I am not even

allowed to go and see him.

But it's no place for a woman.

We can't have a lady like herself going
into prison.

Shall I pour the tea? At home, Mrs.
Gibson. When I was 19 years old, I was

prison for eight months.

Men and women herded together without
enough water or food.

In order not to starve, we had to eat
the little brown spiders that crawled

us.

Visitor, young lady.

Says she's Mrs. O 'Neill.

I said she wasn't to come.

Hello, Father.

I'm sorry if you're disappointed.

Oh, no, lass.

Bit of a shock.

Can't seem to find me wit so quickly
these days, huh?

So, didn't know you was in Liverpool.

Bristol.

Margarita wrote to tell me.

Long way to come.

Not sure you should have bothered.

Can't say I enjoy being seen like this.

I'm sorry.

I just felt I had to come.

It's a kindly thought.

So, when do you have to be back in
Bristol?

Oh, I don't.

I've left the company.

I've decided to leave the theatre
altogether.

Oh, I enjoyed it for a while.

And I proved to myself that I could do
something on my own without anybody

else's help.

So, what are you going to do now?

Oh, I don't know yet.

Most of all, I'd like to help you.

It's all been done. It can be.

I don't believe that.

There must be something.

Well, now.

You could stay with Margarita, eh?

That'd be a help. Keep her company.

Why, yes, I'd like to.

And

another

thing.

I don't know what's happening to my
ships.

Don't Woody and your aunt likely think
I've got enough on me mind, so they're

not telling me, but I want to know.

But I know nothing of your affairs.

Well, then you ask them.

There you tell them.

I might be stuck in here, but they are
still my ships, and I want to know.

I shall have to consult his papers, Miss
Charlotte. I'm sorry, but... Perhaps I

could do that, to save you the trouble.

Why, yes, if you so wish, by all means.

It was just the sailing schedules you
were interested in, was it?

Well, I wonder if it would be possible
to look through all the current

Charters?

Of course.

And bills of lading, if that's what
they're called.

Plus, any tenders submitted recently...

Correspondence with agent.

Insurance document.

Miss Charlotte, it would take you a week
merely to read a list of such

documents, let alone comprehend them. My
father requires as full an appraisal as

possible, Mr Dunwoody.

Well, I'll bring you the papers if you
care to step into Mr O 'Neill's office.

What Lady Fogarty will have to say, I
truly don't know.

What should she have to say?

I'm sure my aunt would hardly object to.

Captain Baines.

Miss Charlotte.

Mr. Dunwoody.

Captain.

I'm very sorry about your father.

And I was sorry to hear about your ship.

You were about young Tom and all, did
you?

Yes. Burned to death, did you know that?
Yes.

Burned to death.

Was there something you wanted, Captain
Baines?

I heard there was a Ewan cry on for Jack
Pendleton.

Oh, discreet inquiries concerning his
whereabouts, certainly. Why?

I also heard there was 50 in his reward.

That so?

Aye, well, I know where he is.

Do you mean to say he actually took the
money?

He did indeed, with great embarrassment.
Obviously, he needed it.

He should never have left Uncle James. I
don't think you can blame a man for

wanting to be his own master.

But very few men are born to be their
own master.

Was his information worth 50 guineas?

Well, the day after James was arrested,
Pendleton signed on a ship called the

Bridget Mayland. They sailed
immediately.

How convenient for him.

It seems the cook who had originally
been taken on died.

Captain Baines discovered this and
wondered whether perhaps Pendleton had

his place.

But if he had already sailed...

How shall we find him? Do you know where
they're bound? Yes, I have it written

down.

Bridget Mayland is at the moment making
for Cherbourg, where she has a cargo to

discharge, and in four days' time she's
due in La Rochelle to take on a cargo of

flax and hemp.

They're of Biscay.

Surely one of your steamships could get
there in time. Yes, indeed, but they're

all engaged.

No, wait.

The Albert trader could be ready in
three days' time. No, that is too long

wait. We must go now.

Uncle James has quite a few ships that
are idle, but of course they are sailing

ships. But could we get an aeroshell in
four days?

Well, with a fair wind and a good crew,
yes.

In that case, I shall take James's
fastest ship, engage with the very best

captain and sail on the next tide.

Then I shall find this man Pendleton and
make him tell the truth.

I suppose a fine deposition would do.

And if he refuses to sign one? A little
bit.

He will have no choice.

He could be bribed, I suppose.

Yes, if necessary. I am merely trying to
point out that Pendleton may take a

deal of persuading and that it might
therefore be more fitting if he was

confronted by a man rather than by a
woman.

Well, there's no question of him being
confronted by a woman.

I shall confront him.

Good.

When we return, we shall have proof that
James is innocent.

It's taking too long.

We've waited for Aunt Elizabeth's
steamer. It'll be much faster.

We've waited for that steamer. It will
still be in Liverpool.

How far to La Rochelle, Captain Calder?

We should make port before nightfall, ma
'am. God willing.

You say that as though something
troubles you.

I'm not denied.

Glass is falling a shade faster than I
care for.

There's a storm building hereabouts. I
want us to reach port before it hits us.

A bad storm?

In these waters, ma 'am, that's the only
way they come.

Here's another cancellation.

Looms to India.

Charter party returned unsigned.

Not even a letter.

Looms, rice, pottery, wool, machine
parts.

Innocent until proven guilty, like heck.

As soon as ships become idle, they begin
to rot.

Customers go elsewhere, a job to get
them back.

Loans get called in.

Before you know it, they're going under.

Then we must fight back.

Find some new customers.

But alas, that's supposed to have no
head for business. You've got more

than some of my chief clerks.

But how are you going to find new
customers while they're calling me a

They still not set any date for the
trial?

Well, nobody seems in much of a hurry.
At least of all that damn solicitor of

mine.

Could be another six months.

What are we saying?

As soon as Samuel and Margarita get back
from La Rochelle, the charges will be

dropped.

Aye.

Maybe.

Yes, she's up for the hour, all right.

She'll be made for before she goes.

The British mainland?

It hasn't darkened yet.

We've got here first.

Call for Brandy.

Brandy, please.

How long shall we have to wait?

Well, it's Captain Calder's opinion that
if she's caught in a storm, she might

run to shelter somewhere up the coast.

So we probably won't see her until late
tomorrow, or even the day after.

I think I can be patient for just that
long.

Lights out.

Lights out. Quieten down. Go to sleep.

Good night, Captain.

Lights out, lights out. Good evening.

My dearest Elizabeth, I'm writing this
letter sitting halfway up one of the

modest mountains in the range, known as
Bulgar Dar.

Whether I shall continue to the top, I
am not yet sure.

But the view I have before me, even from
here, is humbling beyond words.

What, you may ask, am I doing here?

Absurd as it may sound, I find that hard
to answer.

But of one thing I am now wholly
persuaded, It has much, everything

do with you.

Bear with me, Elizabeth.

Let me try to explain.

And the people I met were so simple in
their needs, yet possessing such a

serenity of spirit.

I don't think I have ever felt so
foolish or such a strutting imposter as

after being with them.

Discovered subsequently that they are
disciples of a prophet.

or a holy man called Rumi, and are known
as Sufis.

Their path is one of love, service, and
steadfast contemplation, leading them

towards an inner knowledge which is like
to the peace of God.

Perhaps if I had not been feeling your
absence so keenly, I might not have

myself so vulnerable to them.

Yet, my love, they have forced me to ask
myself this one question again and

again.

What in all the world is most important
to me?

At each time, ever more certainly, the
answer is love.

You.

Elizabeth, my dearest wife, they have
made me realize that I wish only to love

and serve you.

I have therefore decided that as soon as
is practically possible, I must rid

myself of all shackles, professional and
political, in order to be with you.

by today at the latest.

Well, it was only a guess.

But, Samuel, the Bridget Malan did
nearly three days overdue. Three days!

Look, if they were caught in the storm,
suffered damage, they might have put

into another port.

But they must still come here.

There's a whole cargo in the dock
warehouse just waiting for them.

Unless they have suffered very great
damage.

Or worse.

Oh, after only three days, I think it's
too soon to fear anything like that,

truly.

Samuel.

I have a feeling for these things.

And my feeling is that the Bridget
Maylands will not come.

Yes, well, I can hardly ask Captain
Calder to start searching for survivors

a possible wreck merely because you have
a feeling about it, can I?

I know what our chances are of finding
anything.

Slim. I feel that we're all wasting our
time, sir.

If you'll pardon my opinion.

Yes, I tend to agree with you, Captain.

If you appreciate the man could have
jumped ship at Cherbourg.

I know.

That possibility is one I have refrained
from mentioning to Mrs. O 'Neill.

I'd be obliged if you'd do the same,
Captain.

As you wish, sir.

Do you know what course they may have
been on?

Aye, sir.

Within 20 miles each way, only that was
before the storm struck.

After then, I'd just be guessing.

We're unlikely to see anything as yet.

Too soon.

I was thinking, if we do find Jack
Pendleton, he's sure to give us what we

Because if he doesn't, we simply throw
him back in the sea again.

We'll be in there ourselves by now.

We'll get back there to find she's been
and gone.

Mr. Van der Ede.

Mr. Dunwoody.

I'm afraid Lady Poverty is not in the
office today, sir.

So I understand, but it's you that I've
come to see, Mr. Dunwoody.

Me, sir? Yes.

Mr. Morris, the post, if you please. You
see, I'm very worried about Mr. O

'Neill. As we both know, the shipping
world is based on trust, and the

reputation can be so easily destroyed.

I'm distressed to think that Mr. O
'Neill has so many ships lying idle.

Mr. O 'Neill has weathered worse storms
than this, sir.

Ah, but this time he is on the lee
shore, and I think he needs assistance.

I may be able to help him. You, Mr. Van
der Ede?

Idle ships are of little use to a man in
prison, are they?

I think by now he must be running short
of funds. I might be prepared to take

these thick ships off his hands.

I see.

And what sort of figure would you be
offering?

Three thousand pounds.

What? Three?

Five hundred pounds a ship?

That's a ridiculous figure, sir.

I didn't ask you for your opinion,
Dunwoody. Just pass the offer on to O

No, sir.

What did you say?

I shall not show this to Mr. O 'Nedim,
sir, nor will I even mention it to him.

I think you must be forgetting your
place, Dunwoody.

Oh, no, sir.

You may have duped poor Mr. Dawkins,
sir, but you will not dupe me.

This is what I think of your offer, Mr.
Van der Ede.

I may not be a ranch girl, but I was
taught to make a horse do what I want.

Humans, too?

I only meant a husband that may not be
so compliant.

Oh, I'm ambitious for Samuel, I'll not
deny it.

But then aren't you?

Only inasmuch as he is for himself.

If you're not saying he's so weak he can
be persuaded into doing something he

doesn't want.

I am saying it would be a mistake to
try.

Why, indeed it would.

I really miss Samuel, you know.

I hope he won't be away much longer.

It must be hard for you, being parted
from Sir Daniel for so long.

Yes. I haven't met him yet.

I certainly look forward to that.

Well, you may not have to wait much
longer. It seems he's thinking of

his position.

Giving up the ambassadorship.

And resigning his seat.

It seems he's giving up politics
altogether.

Really?

He's coming home.

There's two more hours of daylight.

I'll keep up the search until dark.

Then that's it.

I'm sorry, ma 'am, but I've done all I
can.

Don't apologize to me, Captain.

Apologize to my husband when they
convict him of something he didn't do.

I've done everything I can, sir.

I just don't need him in enough trouble
as it is without me wasting all this

money needlessly.

Well, I'll talk to him if he's a needy.

Explain matters.

Distressed rocket, sir!

Starboard bow!

Are they too low in the water yet?

You will.

Me too.

Get the covers off her!

Stand by for the boarding ladder!

Right, get that man out of there as fast
as you can.

Come on now, so quickly.

Your cook, is he with you?

Jack Pendleton, is he with you?

Was he able to say nothing?

He never regained his senses.

When they had to abandon ship, a falling
spar hit him on the head.

They dragged him out of the water, but
he never spoke again.

Oh, James.

What more can we do?

Marguerite.

Excuse me, ma 'am, but a man, a seaman
by the look of him, came asking to give

you this.

We said it was urgent, but he wouldn't
wait for no reply.

Thank you, Mrs. Gibson.

Dear Mrs. O 'Neill, there aren't many
people who have been kind to me in my

life, but you being one, I want to tell
you everything.

Betsy.

But I have never known any Betsy.

Letty did.

Betsy used to work for her. I can only
presume she didn't know Letty had died.

I want to tell you everything.

It was on the ship that brought me here
that I heard two of the crew talking

about what had happened. Then I knew.

For what he's done to me, I hope he
burns in hell.

That necklace was mine, given to me by a
gentleman friend. It was me who gave it

to Max van der Rade.

Because like a fool, I loved him.

I didn't know what he wanted it for, but
I do know now. That's why he got rid of

me, sold me to a white slaver.

Because of the kindness you did me, I
hope this letter helps your husband and

helps make that wicked -hearted Max pay
for what he's done.

Remember me, your friend Betsy.

Max van der Reden.

But surely this is all we need to free
James. I don't think a court would

it as evidence, but at least we know
there's no more doubt.

And that man is going to pay.

Captain Baines.

Sir.

I've just been to visit my uncle.

I thought so. Where is he?

Much as one would expect.

It's a wicked, cruel thing, a man like
him being shut up in there.

I mean, when are they going to let him
go, sir? They'll have to, won't they?

I don't know.

Are you on your way to visit him? Oh,
no, I don't reckon I can do that.

Oh, I have a nod.

He wouldn't want to see me.

Oh, I think you'd find that you were
mistaken.

It's only a short step from here.

Be ashamed we've come this far only to
go home again.

Did you know that we caught up with
Pendleton?

No.

He died before we could speak to him.

A storm.

This bar broke loose, killed him.

You just told him that.

Well, you'll likely be needing someone
to kick.

And it might as well be me.

Drive on, Pete.

How long did it take?

I told you to bring up the chimney and
out by now.

What chimney?

Well, tunnel then.

Well, how's the world treating you?

Better than you, I reckon.

That wouldn't be difficult.

I heard about Jack Pendleton. I'm sorry.

Oh, not certain it'd make much
difference.

Cook with a stolen necklace.

Got the whole of the galley to hide it
in. I'd have put it in a tub of flour if

I'd been him.

Where did he put it?

Where it was found.

Was in the saloon.

So that's why you thought I'd done it?
No, I never said anything. Not to

But you thought it, though.

I did wonder.

Well, it wasn't.

But I don't blame you.

Even if it had have been...

Wouldn't have blamed you either.

Anyway, it wasn't.

No, I know it wasn't.

Still, can't fathom how a ship's cook
hid in summit in a rolled -up chart.

Here.

I took some charts on board that day.
That was one of the reasons I was there.

I had them in my lodgings, but they
belonged to the ship.

Now, which chart was that necklace found
in? Coast to New South Wales.

Now, are you sure?

Because I seem to remember... I think
that was one of the charts I had with

I wondered if it was.

Here, what are you saying? Now... Oh,
yes, you are. You're saying that... I'm

not saying anything.

I'm just asking.

Did anyone know you were bringing that
chart back?

No.

Here.

Wait a minute. I told Max Van Der
Raider.

And it was after that he came to my
lodges asking to see me.

And did he see you? No, I wasn't there.

How long have you known it was him?

I laughed at my suspicions for some
time.

I had plenty of time to think, not much
else to do.

Why didn't you say something before,
damn you? Because I didn't know whether

paid you or tricked you. I've just been
waiting here for you to come, so I said

no. Only I never reckoned it'd take you
so long, damn you.

Would you excuse me a moment? Yes, of
course.

Why don't you say something to her?

Because it's too soon. Not at all.

There's a lot of work to be done if you
want to take advantage of the

opportunity.

Well, you do, don't you?

Dammit, Uncle Daniel may have resigned
as ambassador, extraordinary, but he

certainly hasn't officially announced
that he's going to resign from

Well, Elizabeth seems in no doubt that
he will.

Not, I would think, until he gets home.

You must still make yourself ready.

Save them having to even look for a
candidate.

What was Daniel's majority?

Large enough.

I like it better and better.

A safe seat that passes from uncle to
nephew.

Like family business.

Election campaigns cost a lot of money.

Oh, we'll sell something. No, we won't.
Something of mine.

I don't know... Oh, yes, I do.

I was left a large concession of South
American nitrates. Why not sell that?

Oh, that's valuable stuff, nitrate.

Had it been that valuable, I doubt it
would have been left to me.

Good evening, Captain.

Sir? Ma 'am?

Captain Baines has something of
importance to tell you, Samuel. It seems

been searching everywhere.

I beg pardon for intruding, sir, but I
thought you'd want to know straight

Would you care to join us in the brandy,
Captain?

Oh, thank you, ma 'am.

You remember that conversation we had,
sir, some time back about a necklace?

Yes, of course.

When I denied all knowledge of it.

Well, I wasn't lying to you.

But the way it looks now, it seems that
it must have been me that took that

necklace aboard Mr. O 'Neill's ship
without realizing I was doing it.

Completely innocent -like.

Good morning, Captain.

Another young lady to see you. A
different Mrs. O 'Neill.

James.

Oh, my James.

I had to come.

I'm sorry, but I had to.

Do you forgive me?

After the greeting like that, I'd be
full not to.

Let me see you.

You are still beautiful to me.

Beautiful? I can't say I feel that
beautiful.

I feel a lot better now for seeing you.

Wait a moment.

What are you doing? Take it. It's loaded
and it works.

For God's sake, Margarita. We can go
anywhere.

You're not in Guyada now. You're in
England. This is your only chance.

I can go anywhere with you, but I cannot
go to prison with you. Now take it. No.

For my sake. For your sake, put that
thing away before the jailer sees it. He

dies of fright. You are impossible.

I am offering you freedom.

I'm dangling at the end of a rope.

Go home.

Take that silly thing with you and get
rid of it.

Oh, James.

They will send him to two years of
prison. Don't you understand?

No, you're wrong.

Listen to me. Trust me.

I'm going to walk out of here legally.

My friend Benz will make sure of that.

Are you accusing us of something,
Captain?

No, I'm just asking.

Who's been in this room and I've not
been here?

Nobody. Oh, someone has.

Well, it wasn't us, so mind your tone.
Anyway, what have you lost?

Oh, nothing.

It's just something I found.

And it don't belong to me.

What is it, Will?

Well, dear.

It's either a piece of cut glass or it's
a diamond.

Wherever did you find it?

I had a lot of charts and things stacked
in that corner.

I found it on the floor when I got rid
of them.

How would a sparkler get itself there?

Well, if I knew that, I wouldn't be
asking, would I?

Well, it isn't mine, nor could wish it
was.

It's a mystery.

And I don't like things not regular.

Best take it to the police first thing
tomorrow morning.

Thank you.

Sparrow!

I'm sorry it's you, Sparrow.

I wanted it to be your missus rather
than you.

It's just my weakness, Will.

Oh, no.

You wanted that diamond particular, in
case it matched the necklace.

And the police recognize it. How much
did he pay you, Mr. Sparrow?

This is Mr.

Samuel O 'Neden.

How much did you do pay me?

The Dutchman, when he came here asking
to see me. How much did he pay you to

the necklace in that chart?

Now, listen, you've only got one arm,
Sparrow, so when I hit you, I'll only

one of mine.

A sign of confession, Mr Sparrow.

Yes or no?

Good evening, Mr Van Der Rader.

Lady Fogarty.

Samuel. Max. Thank you, Gladwyn.

Would you care for a drink, Mr Van Der
Rader? Thank you.

Samuel, would you? Yes, of course.

Samuel's letter spoke of a most
profitable business arrangement, but

hope, Lady Fogarty, that this might also
mean a reconciliation between us.

Just to be here, a guest in your house,
is such a privilege and a pleasure. It's

no pleasure to me, sir, though I believe
the outcome may be.

For the matter we shall discuss this
evening concerns my brother's liberty

against your own.

The reference to your brother I
understand, of course, but not to

Perhaps this will explain.

Miss Sparrow has been remarkably
forthright, wouldn't you agree?

It is, I need hardly say, a complete
lie. We also have a statement from

acquaintance of yours, Betsy, who admits
giving you the necklace.

Now, these two statements are sufficient
to guarantee both your arrest and your

ruin. and the dropping of all charges
against James.

But to expedite matters even further,
what we require from you is a full and

signed confession.

The door's unlocked, Mr. Van der Raede.

Give us what we want, or you shall not
leave this room until the constables

arrive.

I see.

So this is your profitable business
arrangement.

But what profits for me?

If you will give us a confession, we
will guarantee you two days in which to

leave the country before we hand it over
to the authorities. Two days? My nephew

is being extremely generous to you, sir.

Personally, I wouldn't give you two
minutes.

If our situations were reversed, Lady
Fogarty, neither would I.

You damned Ornedians.

Two days.

Your word?

Then I shall need paper and a pen,
madam.

I'm so happy, James.

So happy. I thank God so much. I told
you it'd be all right, didn't I?

There now.

You see?

And I'm right proud of you too, lass.
Hiya. Nice to have you.

Well, thank you, Mr.

Skipton. Thank you, Mr. Skipton. Now, I
think we should have a toast.

To Uncle James and Captain Baines. Yes.

Here's to you, Will. And the rest of
you.

Best family a man could have.

Well, why not then? Yes, here to all of
us. The family.

The family.

The family.

Right, next time I sail, we shall sail
together.

I'm sorry, Caroline couldn't be here.

Yes, a headache.

How does it feel to be a freelancer?

Well, I'm not well.

I'm still on bail. That's something I
don't understand.

The final item of evidence, uncle. We
thought you should hand it to the

magistrates personally.

Max van der Reden's confession.

I thought he'd been arrested.

No.

Why not?

Well, I agreed to give him two days'
grace.

Huh?

Where is he? He took ship for Holland
this morning.

You mean to say you let him get away?

Well, he'd never have signed that
otherwise, Uncle. It was a bargain. Your

freedom for his. I don't care what it
was. He was quite willing to see me rot

prison. How many hours started he got?
About six.

Have we any ships ready to sail?

Yes. Yes, we're not.

Right, then.

Baines, are you coming?

I ain't, sir.

But, uncle, I gave him my word.

Did you be heck?

Well, I didn't give him mine.

Aunt Elizabeth.

I side with James.

Sluice of Baines.

I'll get to love.

James, you do realize you're breaking
your veil. Damn me veil.

I want Bandereda. Well, how long do you
think it'll take us?

We've not sighted him in the morning.

We've missed him.

He'll be in Dutch waters.

Good morning, Captain Pierce.

Mr. Bandereda. What such a sound sleep
should I thank you for the weather?

Oh, I thank your own conscience, sir.

Can't have much troubling it to let you
rest that easy.

They're coming up on foot!

That's her, right?

Who's the master?

Captain Pierce.

You know him?

No.

Honest as they come.

But he's his old man, he's Captain
Pierce.

You best not come all high and mighty
with him, he'll not even give you the

of day.

I need him, Spock.

It's a bandetta.

If you give me to him, I'm a dead man.

What criminal offences?

Receiving stolen property.

Selling girls to white slavers.

No. No, he's lying. I'm an honest
businessman on my way home.

We're nearly into dark waters in Iran.

Give me that.

That's in vain, dear Captain.

Now, you know me.

Nor not be doing with lies. You know
that.

As I stand here, that man, Van Der
Reyda, don't deserve your protection.

He's a wanted criminal.

Two days.

You've got to cheat me two days.

Your two days was up last night, Van Der
Reyda.

Captain, take me on board.

Here, get like this.

Take it.

Please! Please!

You can't have him!

Leave, too!

James!

What's he think, Dr. G?

By now, we must be in Dutch water.

Well, I don't give a damn.

Nor about Captain Bates.

Aye, aye, sir.

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