Anne of the Indies Page #3

no wish to spill blood in my cabin.

But I don't think you're a spy.

You know nothing about my plans.

As for my present whereabouts,

all Nassau knows I'm in port.

So whoever you went to meet,

it was not to report on me.

It was something else.

Well, Frenchie?

Mr. Dougal!

Put him in irons, as we found him.

Over the side would be better.

No.

If he has a secret, I intend

to learn what it is.

Aye, Captain. Here, son.

That was worth waiting for.

Have the watch loosen the tops'ls.

We get under way

with the top of the flood.

Aye, Captain.

How does she run?

Three knots, Captain.

Only three knots with this wind?

She's loaded with barnacles.

Too loaded if we should

meet a man-o-war.

We'd best careen her and scrape

her before she drags like a scow.

Hold a course for Inagua Island.

Fair the weather.

Three to southwest by west to half west.

A few more strokes of the cat

and he'll be a dead man.

Am I to weep like a woman?

No, you're not to do

anything like a woman.

But I believe I can show you

good reason why he should live.

A buccaneer's reason, if you want.

Enough.

Cut him down and take him below.

To my cabin.

I searched his cabin as you ordered.

My first experience as a sneak-thief.

Now I've tasted every crime.

Stow it and come to the point.

I found this concealed in his mattress.

A map.

Half of a map.

It's been cut in two.

See, there's some writing on it.

The Wind's in my eyes.

I'm sorry, my dear. I forgot

you cannot read.

I can read a chart by the shape of

the coast line. That's all I need.

What does it say?

This word is treasure.

This is a bearing...

...south by east three quarters east...

...from some point on the missing half.

There's a word here, faded...

...an M, and 0...

...and this could be a B or an R.

Mob or Mor. Could it be Morgan?

Morgan. Yes, Morgan and treasure.

Captain Henry Morgan.

When he took to Panama City,

he took a king's ransom...

...not all of it's been accounted for.

I could tell you tales of...

What's this coast shown here?

The name is missing.

Come with me.

Forgive me for not rising for a lady.

Where's Morgan's treasure buried?

How do you know about it?

Talk, Frenchie, if you still love life.

I bought that...

...five years ago...

...from an innkeeper on

the Bordeaux water front...

...who found it on the body

of a lodger of his...

Give me that.

Here.

Go on.

I came to the Indies...

...with one thought in mind...

...to find the rest of that map.

I had no luck.

Go on.

Why should I trust you?

Because you have no other course.

What you have learned, I can learn.

But I will save time if

we become partners.

Otherwise, I'll cut your throat and

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