CHAPTER I \"Out oars! Give way together!\" the gig s m dered. He glanced up at the small gual uniformed marines and the gang of fettered had paused in their labors to witness the be a~d added crisply, \"Remember you re from my, lads--let fall togetherI\" ~e oars splashed into the sun-dappled ri not ~in unison, and the faces of the four sea Majesty s sloop-of-war Porpoise were sullen ~ . . the faces of men wholly lacking in e their task. \"I m sorry, Mrs. Putland,\" the midshipm~ ing his voice and aware that his crew s behav matter of some distress to his passenger. She the widowed daughter of His Excellency Co liam Bligh, the deposed Governor of the c South Wales and his present commander. In show his sympathy for her, Richard Tempe dent hand on hers. \"We ve all been here ma am. It s hard to keep up the men s morale \"I know that, Mr. Tempest,\" Mary Put edged. \"You have no need to apologize to me She had been conscious of the seamen s fc as she had stepped into the gig, and after eve of frustrating inaction--spent for the most i
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