Ramage & the Renegades (The Lord Ramage Novels) (Volume 12)

Ramage & the Renegades (The Lord Ramage Novels) (Volume 12)

Dudley Pope

Language: English

Pages: 320

ISBN: 159013009X

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Nelson's crews are standing down and Ramage is on leave when he receives secret Admiralty orders to inspect the small island of Trinidade off the coast of Brazil. Reaching the island, Ramage and the crew of the Calypso fetch up in a battle to free several captive merchant ships—and a beautiful woman passenger—as they cross swords with blood-thirsty priates.

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the field work for their survey and the draughtsmen had now completed their first draught. The final drawings, White said, would be done in London, “because it is impossible to do a good job in the Tropics.” “Why not?” inquired a puzzled Ramage. “We’re not rolling or anything.” “No, sir, it’s the heat and the ink: it dries so quickly on the pen that they can’t draw a line more than six inches long. It means the line starts off black but turns grey after a couple of inches … Makes the drawing

days’ time.” “Perhaps if you saw the Dockyard Commissioner, sir …” Southwick’s tone showed he was simply being polite. “I can tell you exactly what the Commissioner would say,” Ramage said bitterly. He thought for a minute or two, saw and understood the glint in Southwick’s eye, and nodded at the Master. “As you know, I have secret orders I can’t yet open. The general orders I have, though, mean that we must sail as soon as possible. The ship’s company are back from leave, we have the miners

hands, palms outwards, and assumed what he must have considered a man-of-the-world expression. “Ah, a few of each, I must admit; the flesh is weak and a chaplain can only advise and pray and point the way …” “I’m thinking ye’ve abandoned your flock,” Aitken said, his voice sorrowful, “because while ye could perhaps have converted the whores and thieves and vagabonds in Essex, we dinna have one of any of those on board this ship for ye to practise on, Mr Stokes.” “Ah, Lieutenant, there you are

they had slid further down in their chairs, but they still looked as though they had subsided in a drunken stupor, which of course they had, having exchanged in the last few moments one kind of stupor for another. Ramage quickly pulled a length of rope from the coil, slashed it with his cutlass and then pulled off a second length. It took longer than he anticipated to roll the first man out of his chair and tie his arms and ankles. The second was equally difficult. Each was completely relaxed,

sending out the proper invitations, Sarah,” the Marquis said, smiling. “His Lordship hasn’t left cards yet, father.” She was watching him and he saw that she was a woman who could smile with her eyes. And talk, too, and at this moment her eyes were saying: “There—now you know my first name, and you have met my parents, but you wonder about that uniform you are wearing.” It all passed in a moment and Ramage said in a humorous apology: “My card case is in another uniform, which I forgot to bring

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