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Blackthorne noticed this and he pointed a finger at one. Where are your manners?

More pull today?

No, thank you, Naga-san, Blackthorne said. All finish here today. Please excuse me a moment. He went to get his clothes and swords but his men brought them to him quickly. Unhurriedly, he dressed and stuck his swords in his sash.

The man made it like a half-drowned cat. Never again would he act self-important in front of his master. His fellows cheered and the men on the beach were rolling in the sand with laughter, those who could swim. .

Hipparuuuuuuu he shouted again and hawsers jerked, the sea dripping off them like sweat, but the wreck did not budge.

Fearfully the samurai began to walk into the sea, knowing he was a dead man. Blackthorne joined him and when the man's head went under he pulled him up, none too kindly, and made him swim, letting him flounder but never dangerously all the way out to the wreck, the man coughing and retching and holding on. Then he pulled him ashore again and twenty yards from the shallows he shoved him off. Swim

The ronin-samurai quailed and rolled his eyes. So sorry, Sire, I can't swim.

Ah, gomen nasai, Naga-san. With signs and pictures in the sand he explained, damning his lack of words, how to make a raft and tie it to the spines at low tide; then the next high tide would float the wreck and they could pull it ashore and beach it. At the next low tide it would be easy to manage because they would have laid rollers for it to rest on.

Ah so desu Naga said, impressed. When he explained to the other officers, they also were filled with admiration and Blackthorne's own vassals were puffed with implied importance.

Today I will, tomorrow no. Swim out to ship - untie this rope.

And to you, Captain-Pilot. I'm leaving this morning. I just wanted to talk a moment. Do you mind?

What are you going to do, try to float the hulk?

The ronin-samurai quailed and rolled his eyes. So sorry, Sire, I can't swim.

Good afternoon, Blackthorne said, going over to Alvito. The priest looked drawn but there was friendliness in his face, as there had been before their violent quarrel outside Mishima. Blackthorne's caution increased.

Fearfully the samurai began to walk into the sea, knowing he was a dead man. Blackthorne joined him and when the man's head went under he pulled him up, none too kindly, and made him swim, letting him flounder but never dangerously all the way out to the wreck, the man coughing and retching and holding on. Then he pulled him ashore again and twenty yards from the shallows he shoved him off. Swim

Fearfully the samurai began to walk into the sea, knowing he was a dead man. Blackthorne joined him and when the man's head went under he pulled him up, none too kindly, and made him swim, letting him flounder but never dangerously all the way out to the wreck, the man coughing and retching and holding on. Then he pulled him ashore again and twenty yards from the shallows he shoved him off. Swim

Hipparuuuuuuu he shouted again and hawsers jerked, the sea dripping off them like sweat, but the wreck did not budge.

Blackthorne noticed this and he pointed a finger at one. Where are your manners?

Hipparuuuuuuuu

The ronin-samurai quailed and rolled his eyes. So sorry, Sire, I can't swim.

No, not at all.

Blackthorne noticed this and he pointed a finger at one. Where are your manners?

Very good, Anjin-san, Naga said. Very wise. He laughed again, then said, Please, I send men for bamboo. For raft, neh? Tomorrow try to get all here.

Fearfully the samurai began to walk into the sea, knowing he was a dead man. Blackthorne joined him and when the man's head went under he pulled him up, none too kindly, and made him swim, letting him flounder but never dangerously all the way out to the wreck, the man coughing and retching and holding on. Then he pulled him ashore again and twenty yards from the shallows he shoved him off. Swim

It won't help you, I'm afraid.

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