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Davy smiled sadly. "Yes," he said. "I fear David Archer is
dead, Will, for now, anyway. He's had a splendid funeral."
Marshall smiled back, but his heart sank. They might never
again sail together ... not as shipmates, not in the Service.
But that also meant he would never again have to see
Davy cut down by an enemy. Not so great a loss as he had
faced mere hours ago. He would have given his very soul,
then, for this reunion. He would miss Davy, terribly, but
suddenly the separation was a burden he could bear. The
knowledge that "David St. John" was safe here in Kingston, or
England, or even Canada ... yes, far better than a tombstone,
however nobly carved. "Your family, Davy what of them?"
"Kit has a trustworthy friend with a fast ship. Sir Percy can
carry a message to my parents before official word reaches
England. They will keep the secret. My father..." His mouth
tightened. "His Lordship may have been be happier with a
dead hero." He tilted his head in wry acceptance. "I expect he
will be sorely disappointed when I finally resurface."
"If so, he's a fool," Marshall said. "Who else knows?"
"Apart from a few members of Intelligence, only we five,
and two others," Captain Smith said.
David's cousin nodded. "Since the war began, my friend
has been using his yacht as a fast courier for the Admiralty,
for covert operations. He has already left with confidential
dispatches, bound for England, to share the news with the
Secret Service and learn their will in the matter. I also have a
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servant who left the Navy under ... well, under circumstances
I can hardly discuss in front of His Majesty's officers. He will
keep silent. The rest of the household know this gentleman
only as my Canadian cousin. The fewer who know otherwise,
the safer it will be for us all."
"And at this point I must take my leave," Captain Smith
said. "Mr. Marshall, I have business with the Governor. I will
see you back at the Valiant in three days' time."
"Three days, sir?"
"I want to see you aboard in decent repair, sir. You are
ordered to take a few days off and recover."
"I yes, sir. Thank you, Captain!"
After Sir Paul had departed, Will turned to his lover. "So,
Davy. What are your plans?"
"At this point, I want to heal. Beyond that ... I don't
know." He closed his eyes again, took a deep breath, clearly
with difficulty. "Fulfill my ambition to grow a beard, as quickly
as I can. It will make me look more like a wild North
American."
"Never," Will said. "You're far too civilized."
Davy gave his head a single shake in the negative. "I'm
sure this charade will be over long before I could start a new
career. Once I recover, depending on whether I'm at all fit for
duty, I might see what I can do to help Kit with his business
here. If sugar cane is too dull, Kit's seagoing friend is
apparently doing his best to foment unrest in the French
colonies ... and you know I speak excellent French. I'm sure
there's some way to make myself useful, even as a colonial
upstart with questionable origins."
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"What?"
"Kit's idea," Davy said. "Cousin David isn't in the stud-
book, but you have only to look at him to realize he's
obviously one of the family."
"There are some advantages to being Lord of the Manor."
St. John smiled. "If I decide to accept this gentleman's proofs
that he's the son of my cousin Lancelot, who went to the
colonies a couple of decades ago and vanished somewhere in
Virginia, what business is it of anyone else to question his
identity? He worked his way to London on American ships he
is well acquainted with the sea and served as a helmsman
for a time on a private yacht sailing in government service.
Quite heroically, too he was injured when privateers tried to
seize the Daydream."
Marshall nodded. A well-constructed identity. And having
someone outside their circle to vouch for Davy's new
identity a man of substance, and no relative at all would
make Davy that much more secure. "An excellent role, sir. I
am impressed."
"Gentlemen," Curran said, "I regret interrupting you, but
Mr. St. John needs his rest if he is to recover."
Davy was still smiling, but he did look worn. "Of course."
Marshall took his hand once more, marveling at the touch and
warmth and reality of it. "I don't know how to thank you,
Doctor. Davy "
"Oh, for pity's sake, Will." Davy frowned at him. "Do try to
look mournful when you leave. If you go out grinning like that
they'll think you've gone round the bend. When you go back
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to the Valiant, mope for awhile. I expect a black armband, at
the very least."
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