“That’s not the whole city,” said Perrin. “There’s only twenty or thirty houses, beside the fort and the church.”
“That’s Jamestown,” said Cammock. “Now, Captain Margaret. Now for it.”
“Not much longer to wait. We’ll go ashore together.”
“No, sir. I’ll go alone. If anything’s going to happen, I’ll send off word. Then you can look to the lady.”
“Ah, thank you, Captain.”
“Well. We’ll know soon. I’ll wave my hat from the pier if it’s all well, sir. Cheer up, sir. Mr. Cottrill, there.”
“Ay, ay, Captain Cammock.”
“My gig’s crew, mister. Are they in their whites?”
“Gig’s crew all dressed, sir.”
“Tell the bosun to pipe them away. No one to come aboard, Mr. Cottrill.”