She tapped Sir Francis's arm with her fan, but he pulledaway from this condescending touch, and spoke again to her husband. The galleon's captain was crouched over his desk, his cropped pate wigless and his clothing sweat-soaked. He held up the document at arm's length, and turned it so that allcould see the curlicue script penned by some clerk of the Admiralty inblack indian ink. She went on, stopping only to cut a green twig from one of theflowering bushes.
When he saw his reflection he started withamazement. A green-jacket stabbed a long pike at Hal's face. The mistress will return very soon. Still carrying thebundle of cutlasses, Aboli moved away swiftly.
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