"Then what the blazes am I going to do?"
"Jove, I don't know. Can't you bring the cargo back where you got it?"
"I suppose I'll have to do that. But my passenger.... I can put her ashore."
"I'm sorry, sir. But your passenger can't go ashore, anywhere, any time, in her Majesty's dominions."
"Hmm!"
He heard her quick step on the companionway.
"Shane."
"Shane, are you there?"
"Shane, Shane, what's wrong?" She came into the shrouded light of the binnacle. "Shane, who—who is this?"
"My name's Flannagan, Miss O'Malley—royal navy—I'm sorry; you can't land."