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ent back to England under cartel; without exchange or ransom。 I swear I will。'
 'No;' said Hornblower。
 England was far easier to reach from here than from the French Biscay coast; as for the other suggestion; Hornblower knew enough about the new government washed up by the revolution in France to be sure that they would never part with prisoners on the representation of a merchant captain。 And trained seamen were scarce in France; it was his duty to keep these dozen from returning。
 'No;' he said again; in reply to the captain's fresh protests。
 'Shall I clout 'im on the jaw; sir?' asked Hunter; at Hornblower's side。
 'No;' said Hornblower again; but the Frenchman saw the gesture and guessed at the meaning of the words; and subsided into sullen silence。
 But he was roused again at the sight of Hornblower's pistol on his knee; still pointed at him。 A sleepy finger might press that trigger。
 'Sir;' he said; 'put that pistol away; I beg of you。 It is dangerous。'
 Hornblower's eye was cold and unsympathetic。
 'Put it away; please。 I will do nothing to interfere with your mand of this boat。 I promise you that。'
 'Do you swear it?'
 'I swear it。'
 'And these others?'
 The captain looked round at his crew with voluble explanations; and grudgingly they agreed。
 'They swear it too。'
 'Very well; then。'
 Hornblower started to replace the pistol in his belt; and remembered to put it on half…cock in time to save himself from shooting himself in the stomach。 Everyone in the boat relaxed into apathy。 The boat was rising and swooping rhythmically now; a far more fortable motion than when it had jerked to a sea…anchor; and Hornblower's stomach lost some of its resentment。 He had been two nights without sleep。 His head lowered on his chest; and then he leaned sideways against Hunter; and slept peacefully; while the boat; with the wind nearly abeam; headed steadily for England。 What woke him late in the day was when Matthews; cramped and weary; was pelled to surrender the tiller to Arson; and after that they kept watch and watch; a hand at the sheet and a hand at the tiller and the others trying to rest。 Hornblower took his turn at the sheet; but he would not trust himself with the tiller; especially when night fell; he knew he had not the knack of keeping the boat on her course by the feel of the wind on his cheek and the tiller in his hand。
 It was not until long after breakfast the next day…almost noon in fact…that they sighted the sail。 It was a Frenchman who saw it first; and his excited cry roused them all。 There were three square topsails ing up over the horizon on their weather bow; nearing them so rapidly on a converging course that each time the boat rose on a wave a considerably greater area of canvas was visible。
 'What do you think she is; Matthews?' asked Hornblower; while the boat buzzed with the Frenchmen's excitement。
 'I can't tell; sir; but I don't like the looks of her;' said Matthews doubtfully。 'She ought to have her t'gallants set in this breeze…and her courses too; an' she hasn't。 An' I don't like the cut of her jib; sir。 She…she might be a Frenchie to me; sir。'
 Any ship travelling for peaceful purposes would naturally have all possible sail set。 This ship had not。 Hence she was engaged in some belligerent design; but there were more chances that she was British than that she was French; even in here in the Bay。 Hornblower took a long look at her; a smallish vessel; although ship…rigged。 Flush…decked; with a look of speed about her…her hull was visible at intervals now; with a line of gunports。
 'She looks French all over to me; sir;' said Hunter。 'Privateer; seemly。'
 'Stand by to jibe;' said Hornblower。
 They brought the boat round before the wind; heading directly away from the ship。 But in war as in the jungle; to fly is to invite pursuit and attack。 The ship set courses and topgallants and came tearing down upon them; passed them at half a cable's length and then hove…to; having cut off their escape。 The ship's rail was lined with a curious crowd…a large crew for a vessel that size。 A hail came across the water to the boat; and the words were French。 The English seamen subsided into curses; while the French captain cheerfully stood up and replied; and the French crew brought the boat alongside the ship。
 A handsome young man in a plum…coloured coat with a lace stock greeted Hornblower when he stepped on the deck。
 'Wele; sir; to the Pique;' he said in French 'I am Captain Neuville; of this privateer。 And you are…?'
 'Midshipman Hornblower; of His Britannic Majesty's ship Indefatigable;' growled Hornblower。
 'You seem to be in evil humour;' said Neuville。 'Please do not be so distressed at the fortunes of war。 You will be acmodated in this ship; until we return to port; with every fort possible at sea。 I beg of you to consider yourself quite at home。 For instance; those pistols in your belt must dismode you more than a little。 Permit me to relieve you of their weight。'
 He took the pistols neatly from Hornblower's belt as he spoke; looked Hornblower keenly over; and then went on。
 'That dirk that you wear at your side; sir。 Would you oblige me by the loan of it? I assure you that I will return it to you when we part pany。 But while you are on board here I fear that your impetuous youth might lead you into some rash act while you are wearing a weapon which a credulous mind might believe to be lethal。 A thousand thanks。 And now might I show you the berth that is being prepared for you?'
 With a courteous bow he led the way below。 Two decks down; presumably at the level of a foot or two below the water line; was a wide bare 'tweendecks; dimly lighted and scantily ventilated by the hatchways。
 'Our slave deck;' explained Neuville carelessly。
 'Slave deck?' asked Hornblower。
 'Yes。 It is here that the slaves were confined during the middle passage。'
 Much was clear to Hornblower at once。 A slave ship could be readily converted into a privateer。 She would already be armed with plenty of guns to defend herself against treacherous attacks while making her purchases in the African rivers; she was faster than the average merchant ship both because of the lack of need of hold space and because with a highly perishable cargo such as slaves speed was a desirable quality; and she was constructed to carry large numbers of men and the great quantities of food and water necessary to keep them supplied while at sea in search of prizes。
 'Our market in San Domingo has been closed to us by recent events; of which you must have heard; sir;' went on Neuville; 'and so that the Pique could continue to return dividends to me I have converted her into a privateer。 Moreover; seeing that the activities of the mittee of Public Safety at present make Paris a more unhealthy spot even than the West Coast of Africa; I decided to take mand of my vessel myself。 To say nothing of the fact that a certain resolution and hardihood are necessary to make a privateer a profitable investment。'
 Neuville's face hardened for a moment into an expression of the grimmest determination; and then softened at once into its previous meaningless politeness。
 'This door in this bulkhead;' he continued; 'leads to the quarters I have set aside for captured officers。 Here; as you see; is your cot。 Please make yourself at home here。 Should this ship go into action…as I trust she will frequently do…the hatches above will be battened down。 But except on those occasions you will of course be at liberty to move about the ship at your will。 Yet I suppose I had better add that any harebrained attempt on the part of prisoners to interfere with the working or wellbeing of this ship would be deeply resented by the crew。 They serve on shares; you understand; and are risking their lives and their liberty。 I would not be surprised if any rash person who endangered their dividends and freedom were dropped over the side into the sea。'
 Hornblower forced himself to reply; he would not reveal that he was almost struck dumb by the calculating callousness of this last speech。
 'I understand;' he said。
 'Excellent! Now is there anything further you may need; sir?
 Hornblower looked round the bare quarters in which he 

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