Chapter 52

“What’s this, then, Mr. Fortescue?” Allison asked, visibly perturbed. “Have you forgotten how to make a proper report?”

“N-no, sir. Sorry, sir.” The young man took a moment to catch his breath. “Wreckage in the water, sir. Two points off the starboard bow. Mr. James has sent more men aloft and has stationed idlers to help spot and survey the debris. He respectfully requests your presence on deck and wishes to know if we should change course to search for any bodies in the flotsam.”

“I’ll be there momentarily. Tell Lieutenant James he can make whatever change in heading is necessary.”

“Aye, sir!” Fortescue acknowledged with a proper salute. He quickly ran back the way he came.

Allison knew that his Midshipman’s fit of nerves stemmed from the obvious knowledge of what wreckage in the sea almost always signified; and during times of war it took little if any imagination to envision just how it could have happened.

“Come, Doctor!” he said to the surgeon. “If we find anyone alive out t
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