[Sir Ludar by Talbot Baines Reed]@TWC D-Link bookSir Ludar CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR 15/16
As for me, my queen is dead--dead on the scaffold.
I hate the English Queen as you do; but, if I fight against her, it shall be in my own quarrel, and no man else's.
Therefore appoint us a duty whereby we may repay the Spanish King his hospitality, without fighting his battles." The Irishman shrugged his shoulders. "I understand not these subtleties," said he: "whom I hate I slay. However, as you will.
This voyage will soon be over; but if you choose, while it lasts, to keep the forecastle deck clean, none shall interfere with you; and perchance, when we get into action, you may find it an honourable and even a perilous post." So we were installed in our ignoble office on board the _Rata_, and since Captain Desmond's duties never brought him before the foremast, and since Don Alonzo, whenever he went his rounds, never looked at us, and since not a man on the forecastle comprehended a word of English, or could speak a Spanish which Ludar was able to follow, we were left pretty much to ourselves, except that the sentry kept a close eye on our movements. All day long the soldiers paraded, the trumpets played, the pennons waved, and the blazoned sails swelled with the favouring breeze, so that towards afternoon Ushant was far behind, and every eye was strained forward for the first glimpse of the English, shore.
The other vessels of the fleet, which had spread out somewhat in the mist, now gradually closed in at nearer distance, and passed signals which I could not understand.
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