She to stand by me as true consort in foul weather, battle, or shipwreck.”’
‘“Fourth. She to run under my guns if assailed by picaroons, privateeros, or garda-costas.”’
‘“Fifth. Me to keep her in due repair, dry-dock her at intervals, and see that she hath her Manchester City Børn Fodboldtrøjer allowance of coats of paint, streamers, and bunting, as befits a saucy pleasure boat.”’
‘“Sixth. Me to take no other craft in tow, and if any be now attached, to cut their hawsers.”’
‘“Seventh. Me to revictual her day by day.”’
‘“Eighth. Should she chance to Eindhoven Fodboldtrøjer spring a leak, Chile or be blown on her beam ends by the winds of misfortune, to stand by her and see her pumped out or righted.”’
‘“Ninth. To fly the Protestant ensign at the peak during life’s voyage, and to lay our course for the great harbour, in the hope that moorings Dortmund and ground to swing may be found for two British-built crafts when laid up for eternity.”’
‘”’Twas close on PJS Miehet Untuvaliivi eight-bells before these articles were signed and sealed. When I headed after you I could not so much as catch a glimpse of your topsail. Soon after I heard as you had gone a-soldiering, together with that lean, rakish, long-sparred, picaroon-like Espanja Pelipaidat craft which I have seen of late in the village. I take it unkind of you that you Polen Fodboldtrøjer have not so much as dipped ensign to me on leaving. But perchance the Paris Saint-Germain Fodboldtrøjer tide was favourable, and you could not tarry. Had I not been jury-rigged, with one of my spars shot away, I should have dearly loved to have strapped on my hanger and come with you to smell gunpowder once more. I would Lorado Rapids do it now, timber-toe and all, were it not for my consort, who might Stoke City Dame claim it as a breach of the articles, and so sheer off. I must follow the light on her poop until we are fairly joined.”’
‘“Farewell, mate! In action, take an old sailor’s advice. Keep the weather-gauge and board! Tell that to your admiral on the day of battle. Whisper it in his ear. Say to him, ‘Keep the weather-gauge and board!’ Tell him also to strike quick, strike hard, and keep on striking. That’s the word of Christopher Mings, and a better man has not been launched, though he did climb in through the hawse-pipe.— Yours to command, SOLOMON SPRENT.”’
Sir Gervas had been chuckling to himself during the reading of this epistle, but at the last part we both broke out a-laughing.
‘Land or sea, he will have it that battles are fought in ships,’ said the Baronet. ‘You should have had that sage piece of advice for Monmouth’s council today. Should he ever ask your opinion it must be, “Keep the weather-gauge and board!”’
‘I must to sleep,’ said I, laying aside my pipe. ‘I should Sergio Ramos Pelipaidat be on the road by daybreak.’
‘Nay, I prythee, complete your kindness by letting me have a glimpse of your respected parent, the Roundhead.’
‘’Tis but a few Ranska lines,’ I answered. ‘He was ever short of speech. But if they interest you, you shall hear them. “I am sending this by a godly man, my dear son, to say that I trust that you are bearing links:
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