A man polishing the ship’s bell noted the gesture and laughed. “Feelin’ sick, me bold farmer? How d’you think you’ll like the sea?”
“Farmer!” Ortho snarled. “Hell’s bells, I was upper yard man of the _Elijah Impey_, pick of the Indies fleet!”
“Was you, begod?” said the polisher, a note of respect in his voice.
“Aye, that I was. Say, mate, what packet is this?”
“_Triton_, frigate, Captain Charles Mulholland.”
“She seems to handle pretty kind,” said Ortho, glancing aloft.
“Kind!” said the man, with enthusiasm. “She’ll eat out of your hand, she’ll talk to you.”
“West Indies!” Ortho had a picture of peacock islands basking in coral seas, of odorous green jungles, fruit-laden, festooned with ropes of flowers; of gaudy painted parrots preening themselves among the tree ferns; of black girls, heroically molded, flashing their white teeth at him. . . .
West Indies! He drew a deep breath. Well, at all events, that was something new.
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