Chapter three“I hear, my Lord,” the Captain said, “that you’re thinking of leaving us at Copenhagen.”
“I am indeed,” Lord Charnock nodded in reply. “His Imperial Majesty is sending the Royal Yacht, Ischora, for me.”
“It’s an honour,” the Captain commented briefly.
He was silent for a moment and Lord Charnock realised that he was debating in his mind what he should say.
They were now passing through the narrow strait between Denmark and Sweden with beautiful scenery on each side and out of the strong wind the ship was moving smoothly and comparatively fast without the need of her auxiliary sails.
“I’m worried, my Lord,” the Captain said at last, “about Miss Tiverton, who I gather is travelling with us as far as Stockholm.”
“So she has informed me,” Lord Charnock replied coldly.
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