list of expenditures to date t'repair our ship. We've not made much demand 'pon naval stores, yet, and, 'a penny saved is a penny earned,' as the old Rebel Benjamin Franklin used t'say. Salvaged guns goin' t'waste, free and clear of Prize-Court folderol, well…! Muster your boat crews, sir, but spare me my gig's hands and Cox'n. I'll have you a note for the stores ship in two shakes of a sheep's tail! Get me those guns, and as much round-shot as you can manage, another fifty or sixty, do they have 'em. Cartridge flannel, gun tools… Hell, take the Master Gunner with you and let him 'shop' to his heart's content. Slide-carriages, new breeching ropes, he'll know what's needful. Go, get ready!'
'My word, sir,' the Flag-Captain said, rolling his eyes over a neatly-penned list of out-of-pocket expenses to put
'The local Dutch, as they say, sir, 'saw me coming,' and made the most of our predicament,' Lewrie uneasily explained, shifting one leg over the other as he sat before the senior officer's desk, thankful that the flagship's transom windows didn't face the stores ship, so that worthy couldn't see his boats scuttling 'cross Table Bay with the first of the requested goods. 'Not so much in materials, mind, but in labour, and hires, sir. The waggons and ox teams and su…'
'And you contracted all this without consulting me as to which part of it Sir Roger might
'I fully intend to present my sums to Admiralty, in London, as soon as we return to England, sir,' Lewrie purred back with a blandly reassuring smile.
'Ah, well,' the Flag-Captain mused. 'Hmm. Not under
' Which'll be my problem, sir, since so much of the costs came from my own purse,' Lewrie told him, shifting uneasily once more; the very idea of how much his personal funds had been depleted was enough to break a sweat; a local bank now held a
'Well, I must own to a sense of relief, Captain Lewrie, that we are not bound to offer recompense to you… or foot the bill, entire, to the local chandlers and such, ha ha!'
'Never even crossed my mind, sir,' Lewrie assured him, tossing in another disarming 'shit-eating' grin.
'So,
'Well, sir, there is the problem of my two damaged guns,' Lewrie casually allowed, crossing his legs the other way round. 'I have been informed the stores ship has no twelve-pounders available, so I
He crossed the fingers of his left hand, down below the edge of the desk where the Flag-Captain couldn't see them.
'I'd be very much obliged, eternally
'Hmmm…' the Flag-Captain said, thoughtfully rubbing his chin.
'With the rest of Captain Treghues's ships now halfway to India or China,
'Aye, Captain Leatherwood
crews made up of God knows
'Who can cross the 'great black water' without breaking their caste, aye, sir,' Lewrie happily supplied.
'Been in Indian waters yourself, sir?' the Flag-Captain asked.
' 'Tween the wars, sir, aye.'
'Under the circumstances, then, I do believe that Leatherwood will find you more than welcome, Captain Lewrie,' the Flag-Captain said with a beamish smile, as if that settled the matter. 'Bad run of luck, all round, has Captain Leatherwood. Three of his charges took bad water aboard when they victualled, and there's been sickness among passengers and crew.'
'No, thank the Lord,' the Flag-Captain told him with a shudder of his own, and a rap of his knuckles for luck on his desktop. 'A bit of 'gippy-tummy,'
'My brother-in-law's a passenger aboard the
'Don't believe she was one of the affected ships.'
'Uhm… about those carronades, sir,' Lewrie reminded him one more time. 'Might I have your permission to indent for them, if this Captain Wheeler is in immediate need of a frigate, sir?'
'Don't see why not, Captain Lewrie,' the Flag-Captain allowed with an easy chuckle. 'It's not as if short-ranged carronades will be doing us much good here. 'Tis prope
'There ye are, Lewrie,' the Flag-Captain said, handing over the note to the stores ship. 'Put them to good use, if needs be.'
'Hopefully, sir, we'll
'A good voyage, Captain Lewrie,' that worthy replied as he rose as well and offered his hand in parting. 'Fair winds, calm seas… all that, what?'
His gig came alongside the starboard entry-port just about the same time that the first carronade's slide- carriage was being hoisted aloft from the ship's cutter in a sling hung off the main course yardarm. All the gun-ports gaped open, the port lids raised to show their red interior paint, and Lewrie was delighted to see that the two aftermost in his great-cabins already were yawning empty, and the red tompions stuck in the muzzles of the 12- pounders which had occupied those ports were now brooding in the amidships gun-ports.