An hour later, Hank and Ernest the chef returned. All hands pitched in to help load food and drink on board. Andrew ordered the mooring ropes to be cast off and the Diamond pulled away from the dock before Ernest had stored one item of food.
The fatigue of the crew from the cruise appeared to have evaporated, leaving the men refreshed and energetic. But Andrew wasn’t so certain his men felt as lively as they acted. The cruise had been demanding and adrenaline could keep up their energy only for so long.
They’re eager to get back to the island. Almost as much as I am.
He stood behind Mr. James at the wheel. Under engine power, they were making good time, but the Diamond wasn’t built for speed. She was a cruise ship, fashioned for leisurely sail. The research vessels and media boats had t
