16 The Wine-Dark Sea - Libro della tutto

Patrick O'Brian The Wine-Dark Sea
gunroom and tell the steward to bring him
whatever he calls for. I am going into the foretop.'
'Aye aye, sir. Mr Dutourd's servant, sea-chest
and writing-desk as soon as there is a moment;
and Mr Dutourd to the gunroom.'
Dutourd opened his mouth to speak, but it
was too late. Jack, throwing off his coat, sped
from the cabin, making the deck tremble as
he went. Norton said, 'This way, sir, if you
please,' and some minutes later the message
reached Bonden's ear as he and his mates
were hauling an uninjured topmast aboard by
its shrouds. He in turn hailed the bosun: 'Mr
Bulkeley, there. I must take Mr Dutourd's servant,
chest and writing-desk across. May I
have the skiff?'
'Yes, mate,' replied the bosun, his mouth
filled with rope-yarns, 'unless you had sooner