“No, sir; Monks Cove.”
“Where’s that?”
“Sou’west corner of Mount’s Bay, sir, near Penzance.”
“Penzance, ah-ha! Penzance,” the captain repeated. “Now what do I know of Penzance?” He screwed his eyes up, rubbed the back of his head, puzzling. “Penzance!”
Then he banged his fist on the table. “Damme, of course!”
He turned to Ortho again. “Got any property in this Cove—houses, boats or belike?”
“No, sir.”
“Father? . . . Brothers? . . . Relations?”
“Only a widowed mother, sir, and a brother.”
“They got any property?”