![]() ![]() ![]() Captain Blunt-who, of course, had his own version of the story-thus deprived of the honour of bringing His Majesty's prisoners to His Majesty's colonies of New South Wales and Van Diemen's Land, went on a whaling cruise to the South Seas. Make what excuses he might, there was no concealing the fact that Pine found him drunk in his cabin when he ought to have been attending to his duties on deck, and the "authorities" could not, or would not, pass over such a heinous breach of discipline. The trial of the mutineers of the Malabar had ruined Phineas Blunt. Where did she go?" He spoke with an air of confident authority, and Blunt-no longer the bluff tyrant of old- seemed to quail before him. "Why, I didn't know that she had been ashore. "Only to tell you that it is all right, sir," says Blunt. "Well, Blunt," says Frere, pausing with the impatient air of a man who expects to hear bad news, "what is it now?" This man was past middle age, owned a red brandy-beaten face, and had in his gait and manner that nameless something that denotes the seaman. On his way he was met by a man who touched his hat, and asked to speak with him an instant. Previous Chapter Next Chapter Chapter V: Maurice Frere's Good AngelĪt this happy conclusion to his labours, Frere went down to comfort the girl for whose sake he had suffered Rex to escape the gallows. ![]()
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