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Pirates of the Caribbean: The Price of Freedom

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Code. We must act.”<br />

Jack glanced at Borya and saw that <strong>the</strong> little Pirate Lord was<br />

sitting <strong>the</strong>re, still expressionless, but now he could see tension<br />

bunching <strong>the</strong> muscles in his jaw and <strong>the</strong> cords in his neck. He was<br />

pale, and his face shone greasily in <strong>the</strong> light <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> lamps. He’s<br />

sweating, Jack realized.<br />

Teague regarded <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r Pirate Lords. “Let <strong>the</strong> majority rule.<br />

Don Rafael votes aye. What say you, Mistress Ching? Villanueva?”<br />

Villanueva wiped his face on his sleeve. “He could give us <strong>the</strong><br />

answer, <strong>the</strong>re is no doubt,” he said. “But to call him here…” He trailed<br />

<strong>of</strong>f, and shuddered.<br />

Don Rafael leaned over and said something to him privately.<br />

Villanueva looked unhappy, but <strong>the</strong>n said, steadily enough, “Upon<br />

reflection, I vote aye.”<br />

Mistress Ching pursed her lips. “Perhaps it is because I have<br />

experienced his presence before, as Villanueva has not, or perhaps it<br />

is because I cannot see him…” She smiled grimly. “But I believe that if<br />

one <strong>of</strong> us has broken <strong>the</strong> Code, we must know. I vote aye.”<br />

Teague nodded. “I agree, and also vote aye. We will summon<br />

Davy Jones. But to do so, we must reconvene aboard Troubadour. He<br />

cannot set foot on dry land, save for once every ten years.” <strong>The</strong> captain<br />

turned to his guards. “Bring Captain Palachnik.” <strong>The</strong>n he addressed<br />

<strong>the</strong> assembly. “All witnesses, you are ordered to accompany us. <strong>The</strong><br />

rest <strong>of</strong> you, remain behind.”<br />

Jack and Esmeralda fell in at <strong>the</strong> end <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> procession that left<br />

<strong>the</strong> Great Chamber, behind Melinda and <strong>the</strong> one-eyed Ragetti. As <strong>the</strong>y<br />

made <strong>the</strong>ir way through <strong>the</strong> corridors, Esmeralda grabbed Jack’s arm,<br />

and he could feel her nails even through <strong>the</strong> fabric <strong>of</strong> his shirtsleeve.<br />

Her voice was harsh, filled with apprehension, though she kept it low.<br />

“Dios mio! I can hardly believe what I just heard in <strong>the</strong>re, Jack. Davy<br />

Jones? Have <strong>the</strong>y all gone mad?”<br />

“<strong>The</strong>y sounded sane to me,” Jack said, dryly. “But, <strong>the</strong>n, I believe<br />

in Davy Jones.”<br />

“You do?” she was amazed. “Have you seen him? You are saying<br />

that <strong>the</strong>re is a real Davy Jones, that he is not just a sailor’s legend?<br />

Not merely a…what is <strong>the</strong> English term…a figure <strong>of</strong> speech?”

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