Great Britain -- History, Naval -- 18th century -- Fiction; Nore Mutiny, 1797 -- Fiction
"What do you mean?--how long did it last? Why, it has lasted,--Captain
Debriseau,--it has lasted until now; and shall last, too, as long as
this frame of mine shall hold together. But to proceed. The next
morning I called upon the old gentleman according to his request. He
again told me, `honesty was a scarce commodity.' I could have informed
him that it had always been so with me, but I kept my own counsel. He
then asked me what were my profession and pursuits? Now, as I had two
professions to choose between, and as my last was considered to be just
as abundant in the commodity he prized so much, as my former one was
known to be deficient, I replied that I was a seafaring man. `Then I
may find some employment for you,' replied the old gentleman; and having
put several questions to me as to the nature of the service I had seen,
he desired me to take a walk till three o'clock, when he would be happy
to see me at dinner:--`We'll then be able to have a little conversation
together, without being over-heard.'
"I was exact to my appointment, and my old friend, who was punctuality
itself, did not allow me to remain in the parlour two minutes before
dinner was on the table. As soon as it was over, he dismissed the
servant girl who attended, and turned the key in the door. After
sounding me on many points, during a rapid discussion of the first
bottle of port, he proceeded to inform me, that a friend of his wanted a
smart fellow as captain of a vessel, if I would like the employment.
This suited me; and he then observed that I must have some notion of how
officers were managed, as I had been in the China trade, and that he
_thought_ that the vessel was to be employed in the contraband trade on
the English coast.
"This startled me a little, for I was afraid that the old gentleman was
laying a trap for my newly-acquired commodity; and I was about to refuse
with some slight show of indignation, when I perceived a change in his
countenance, indicative of disappointment--so I only demurred until he
had sufficient time to prove that there was no dishonesty in the
transaction, when, being convinced that he was in earnest, I consented.
Before the second bottle was finished, I found out that it was not for a
_friend_, but for himself, and for one of his own vessels, that he was
anxious to procure a smart captain; and that he had a large capital
embarked in the concern, which was very profitable. The pocket-book
which I had returned was of no little importance: had it fallen into
other hands, it might have told tales.
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