Wolves of the Sea - Being a Tale of the Colonies from the Manuscript of One Geoffry - Carlyle, Seaman, Narrating Certain Strange Adventures Which Befell - Him Aboard the Pirate Craft "Namur" by Randall Parrish
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they clung to the rope between us. "It is not going to be quite so bad
as that. That is what I wanted to tell you. That is what gave me boldness to come across here to you tonight. It has all been arranged." "Arranged?" "Yes--everything. You are not going to be sold on the block with those others. Uncle Roger has already contracted with the Captain for your services. You are going north with us to Maryland." I stared through the dusk into her animated face, scarcely comprehending. "Do you not understand, yet?" she asked. "The Captain of this brig is the agent; he represents the government, and is obliged to find places for the prisoners." "Yes; I know that. We are billed like so much livestock; he must account for every head." "Well, Uncle Roger went to him yesterday, and made a bid for you. Finally they came to terms. That is one reason why you are left alone here on deck tonight. The officers are no longer responsible for you--you are already indentured." I drew a deep breath, and in the sudden impulse of relief which swept over me, my own fingers closed tightly about her hands. "You tell me I am to accompany your party up the Chesapeake?" |
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