- Seasick!
- Seasick in Spithead!
Your pardon, sir.
There. Just lie quiet until you
feel yourself again.
The captain’s coming aboard.
Captain Keene…
if ever a man was wrongly named.
He looks frailer by the day.
I must thank you for your
earlier kindness, Mr…
Clayton.
You mustn’t mind Hether
and Cleveland.
It’s just their way till they
get used to you.
Present arms!
Your father writes that
you are a solitary boy.
Well, on a vessel of over 800 souls,
you are unlikely to find either time
or place for solitude.
How is the good Doctor Hornblower?
Well, I trust?
Yes, sir. Thank you, sir.
He said to be sure to thank
you for accepting me
in Justinian as midshipman, sir.
One good turn deserves another.
Your father is an excellent
physician.
Yes, sir.
The son of a doctor! Ha!
You’d have done better to choose
a lord for your father
if you wanted to make a career
in His Majesty’s navy.
How far did your education go?
I was a Grecian at school, sir.
-Speak up.
-I was a Grecian, sir, at school.
You construed Xenofot, then,
as well as Cicero.
Yes, sir. But, not very well, sir.
You’d have done better if you knew
something
about sines and cosines.
Better still if you could foresee
a squall
in time to get t’gallants in.
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