Stand Into Danger (The Bolitho Novels) (Volume 2)

Stand Into Danger (The Bolitho Novels) (Volume 2)

Alexander Kent

Language: English

Pages: 288

ISBN: 0935526420

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub

Stand Into Danger (The Bolitho Novels) (Volume 2)

Alexander Kent

Language: English

Pages: 288

ISBN: 0935526420

Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub


In 1774, Richard Bolitho is a newly appointed Third Lieutenant, joining the 28-gun frigate Destiny. Dispatched on a secret mission, Destiny and her company face the hazards of conspiracy, treason, and piracy. It is amidst the broadside battles and clashes of swords that Bolitho learns to accept his new responsibilities as a King's officer.

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fathom between the keel and disaster. He had the wind, he had the ship to do it. Behind him he heard Merrett retching helplessly and hoped Palliser would not see him. Stockdale was bending a line round his palm and elbow in a manner born. On his thick arm it looked like a thread. He and the captain made a good pair. Stockdale said huskily, “Free, that’s what I am.” Bolitho made to reply but realized the battered fighter was speaking for his own benefit. Palliser’s tone stung like a lash. “Mr

drink very well, but was sweating badly as he tried to listen to the halting English of a Portuguese official and answer a question from the man’s wife at the same time. Dumaresq was incredible. He turned nothing away and yet seemed completely at ease, his resonant voice reaching along the table to keep a lagging conversation alive or to arouse one of his worse for wear officers. Bolitho’s elbow slipped from the table and he almost fell forward amongst the decimated dishes. The shock helped to

Bolitho crossed to the bulwark and leaned out over the blue water. He saw the wind’s ripple on the surface moving away far ahead of the bows like a great shoal of fish. The brigantine lifted and sighed in the swell, blocks and sails clattering in protest as the power went with the wind. “Man your boats!” Palliser was watching from beside the helmsmen. Bare feet padded over the hot deck seams as the first crews went away in the quarter-boat, as well as Destiny’s cutter which they had kept in

hold. It was worst above his right eye where there was a bandage. His hair felt tight, matted with blood. Vaguely the picture re-formed, the bulging eyes, the cutlass swinging towards him. Oblivion. He asked, “My men, are they safe?” Bolitho felt a coat sleeve brush against his bare arm and saw Dumaresq looking down at him, his shape made more grotesque by the angle. The eyes were no longer compelling, but grave. “The boat’s crew are safe. Two of your original party reached it in time.”

brought aboard.” Weariness was slurring Palliser’s words. “Spillane guessed, and tried to incriminate him over Jury’s watch. To drive a wedge be-tween fo’c’sle and quarterdeck. It’s been done before.” With sudden bitterness he added, “He’s as much a murderer as Garrick.” He strode from the wardroom without another word, and when Bulkley turned his head he saw the first lieutenant’s hat was still lying on the gun. Whatever happened tomorrow, nothing would ever be the same again, he thought, and

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