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Pirates of the Caribbean: The Price of Freedom

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that he, too, had once been a slave, but that he’d managed to escape,<br />

with Captain Sparrow’s help. Chamba would <strong>the</strong>n add that all <strong>the</strong><br />

slaves hereabouts knew his history, but <strong>the</strong>y kept it from <strong>the</strong> whites,<br />

because <strong>the</strong>y didn’t want <strong>the</strong> one decent white man, Captain Sparrow,<br />

to suffer because he’d helped a slave.<br />

When Chamba fell silent, Ayisha did not respond. Jack glanced<br />

down at her, thinking this was going to be more difficult than he’d<br />

envisioned. This woman certainly wasn’t half-witted; her remark<br />

differentiating “masters” from “owners” proved that. But it was possible<br />

that she was so set against those who had enslaved her that she<br />

wouldn’t believe anything anyone told her, even if <strong>the</strong>y were <strong>of</strong>fering her<br />

what had to be her most cherished desire.<br />

Just as Jack reached this point in his musings, Ayisha spoke to<br />

Chamba, <strong>the</strong> longest speech he’d heard her make. As before, she<br />

spoke s<strong>of</strong>tly, but her tone was cynical, dismissive. “What did she say?”<br />

he asked Chamba.<br />

“She say that you only help me escape because you set out to<br />

spite Portmaster Blount because he tried to give you bad supplies.<br />

She tell me no white man would help a slave unless <strong>the</strong>re be<br />

something in it for him.”<br />

Jack was stung. “She’s wrong. I helped you because I wanted to<br />

help you. I admit that I enjoyed foxing Blount, but that’s not why I pulled<br />

you through that window.”<br />

“I be knowing that, Cap’n, you think I don’t? Only reason I jump in<br />

that river with that log was to get to you, because I be knowing in me<br />

heart you wouldn’t be taking me to spite Blount, <strong>the</strong>n selling me to<br />

fatten your purse.”<br />

Surprised, Jack glanced quickly at his crewman. “<strong>The</strong> idea <strong>of</strong><br />

selling you never crossed my mind, Chamba,” he said, truthfully, <strong>the</strong>n<br />

added, “though I admit that I did think about just closing <strong>the</strong> window<br />

and walking away.” After a moment, Jack flashed a grin at his<br />

crewman. “It’s a bloody good thing I didn’t know just how much trouble<br />

you’d cause me.”<br />

“I did cause you a fair bit <strong>of</strong> trouble, eh?” Chamba returned <strong>the</strong><br />

grin.<br />

“Well, I’d appreciate it if you’d attempt to make <strong>the</strong> truth clear to

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