The World in His Arms Page #3

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maybe six little drink.

You assured me we would

leave on the night tide.

You accepted the Countesse's

money, twenty-five thousand in

good American gold.

- That's true.

We must leave tonight, Prince

Semyon is due to arrive perhaps,

perhaps in a matter of hours.

What's this got to do with me?

- With you nothing, but for the

Countess it means an impossible

marriage to a man she hates.

And for me it's a, it's a

matter of life and death.

Then my friend, I think you're dying.

Ah, come we have 4, 5 little drinks.

I have bourbon, beer,

vodka, what you take?

I'll take my twenty-five

thousand, if you please.

What? We make a deal.

- You haven't kept it.

What's the difference?

We make a deal.

Vodka for my friend.

- You haven't kept your share of it.

When a Portugee make

a deal, it's a deal.

When do I meet the Countess, eh?

You don't! But I advise you to find

a crew within 48 hours.

I'm not the man to be trifled with.

- Hey, I don't trifle with men either.

Oh, this Countess, eh, she's,

eh, she's pretty?

Very strange people these Russians.

They give you money then want

it back. Between you and me,

I think he's a thief.

Now, we are ready.

Is the ship ready?

Do we leave tonight?

- No. - What?

This is ridiculous. One minute he

tells us we're to leave tonight,

now he tells we're

not to leave tonight.

If we are to leave, we leave. If we

are not to leave, we do not leave.

What is all this excitement about?

- Your Highness, we do not leave

for Sitka tonight.

- Why not?

This Portugee, it seems he had some

waterfront character steal the crew

that belonged to the Boston Man.

- The Boston Man, who is he?

A pirate! The man's rais on the

people of seal herds have brought

the Alaskan Fur Company to

the verge of bankruptcy.

You could do the Governor General

no greater favour than to bring him

Jonathan Clark's head, nicely

wrapped, in a basket.

I'm afraid my uncle will have to

accept me without the basket.

What is all this?

- Your crew, it seems the Boston Man

decided to steal them

back from the Portugee

and moved them into the hotel.

- Then perhaps you were doing business

with the wrong person. Why not hire

this Boston Man to take us to Sitka?

But your Highness, he's a pirate.

An enemy of the Tzar.

Is that imortant? Or have you

forgotten that there is no safety

for you or for me either

until we reach Alaska?

And very little there if the Governor

General decides to obey the Tzar

rather than listen to you.

- Do not worry about my uncle, Ivan.

He will listen to me.

- Very well your Highness,

I shall insist, that the Portugee...

- Forget the Portugee.

Talk to the Boston Man.

- But your Highness,

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