Turning, he saw Stephen watching him from the companion hatchway. ‘Good morning, good morning!’ he cried, smiling with great affection. ‘Here’s our old friend the Bellone just to leeward.’
‘Ay. So Pullings tells me. Do you mean to fight with her?’
‘I mean to sink, take, burn or destroy her,’ said Jack, a smile flashing across his face.
‘I dare say you do. Please to remember the watch they took from me. A Bréguet repeater, number 365, with a centre seconds hand. And three pair of drawers, I should know them anywhere. I must go below.’
Post Captain – Patrick O’Brian