Fighting the red haze of fury which had dropped down over her vision, she set her wineglass down with a tiny click on the table. Only her self-control kept her from pulling a knife and opening his throat.
“You know nothing,” she hissed. She stood, the violent motion threatening to tip over her chair. “Nothing at all. Shall I show you? Jenny,” she said to her cousin, so suddenly the young girl jumped. “Fetch a lantern.”
“Captain O’Leary,” the young man said, his ignorance making her want to punch his well-fed face bloody. “I don’t know how I have offended you, but-“
“Shut up,” she said. Jenny brought a lantern. She lit the candle inside with a taper, and opened the cabin door. “Follow me.”
*****
William followed Captain O’Leary across the deck.
He was confused by the strange, dangerou
