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---------Beginning of TPA09-C of A/B/C ------------------
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The Seagull had trimmed her sails for maximum speed and was overtaking
the Swan Louie.
>From the moment she was over the horizon; the lead vessel was aware of
her presence, and the captain ordered her to heave to.
When the two ships were within hailing distance, the captain of the
Louie was rowed across for a conference.
The two discussed a plan to entrap the Bloody Cutlass and bring her
crew to justice.
Both ships would turn north toward the Carolina's, but the Seagull
would lag behind out of sight, just over the horizon. They presumed
the Cutlass would not make her move 'til night had settled. Under
cover of darkness, and running no lights, the sloop would move closer
until the attempted intercept. At that time the Louie would flash a
handful of gunpowder, and the Seagul would engage the pirates from the
other side.
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Life for Anne Bonney, onboard the Swan Louie, while far from
unpleasant was foreign to her. Her owner did not treat her like a
slave, but neither did he treat her like his equal. To the independent
ex-pirate this was worse than being a slave; she was being treated
like a woman.
Each night, while being bedded by the good Doctor, her mind wandered
from the sexual pleasures she was enduring, and instead tread the path
of fantasy. Her mind constantly took her back to her early days in
England when she was a "man". Her imagination rode that horse into the
future with dreams of exploring the new world. She saw herself on
horseback, riding freely into the sunset, living off of the land.
In no way could Anne Brennan Cormac Bonney (Redliffe) exist as some
man's chattel, wife, or salve. She had overheard the plans being made
to trap the Bloody Cutlass and had decided, if at all possible, to use
the encounter to escape.
She noticed the frequency that the red headed crewman disappeared into
Julie's cabin, and used his absence to purloin and hide clothes she
could use to switch identities.
As the sun sank below the horizon she readied herself. Then in the
dark shadows on deck she stayed alert, watchful for the first glimpse
of the pirate ship.
It was shortly after midnight when she thought she saw movement in the
far distance off of the ships port bow. Her eyes strained into the
distance. Two hours later she could clearly see the oncoming vessel,
as it steered a course which kept her hidden by the Louie's first
sail.
Her conscience bothered her; she felt like a traitor. But, as always,
her goal and her willpower kept her from deviating from her plan. She
would not alert the lookouts.
As one-thirty grew near, the pirate ship was clearly visible. Anne
changed into the seaman's clothes and stood just forward of the first
mast. No one should take notice of her; in the darkness she was just
another sailor on deck.
She scampered up the mast to the top of the sail and tied a line so
she could swing the distance to the oncoming ship at first touching.
All was quiet except for the sounds of the ship cutting through the
water. The angle of the intercept was less than 30 degrees.
All onboard the Cutlass were in readiness for attack. The entire crew
was grouped on her bow. Frank felt certain that the snare would be an
easy one. His gaze was on the deck of his prey. As the two vessels
impacted, the pirates let out a mighty shriek and jumped aboard for
the capture. No one noticed the seaman who swept in the other
direction, and into the upper regions of the Cutlass's forward sail.
Anne remained hidden. It was the second impact that was her undoing.
No one aboard the Cutlass had been watching her stern. When the
Seagull hit, the vessel lurched and rolled. Anne went flying through
the air and landed in the ocean some thirty feet to starboard.
The unexpected attack from the Seagull astonished the pirates. In an
attempt to break loose from what now was obviously a trap, she
attempted a turn to starboard. The maneuver was effective, and the
Cutlass moved rapidly away to the west. There was too much noise and
commotion for anyone to hear the sound of surf pounding against rocks.
The sickening sound of her hull being crushed, her timbers being
split, her keel being broken, descended upon the pirates. Their plan
was being fulfilled, but not as they had wished.
The quick change in course had left Anne abandoned in the dark waters.
As the Seagull passed she was able to grasp a trailing line. It
appeared that one of the lines from a grappling hook had gone
unnoticed.
Both ships were attempting to move both north and slightly east, away
from the rocky shore line.
Anne had only two choices; stay with the Seagull, or swim for shore.
Given two choices she had always chosen the most dangerous. Ten
minutes later she let loose of her life line and swam towards
land.
Those ten minutes had been valuable ones in that the Seagull had
carried her away from the rocky point, but not far enough from shore
to make any difference.
Her progress was faster than she realized. The shore swells were
turning into surf. The sea was breaking gently on the shore.
It was still very dark when she pulled herself upon the beach and
crawled beyond the reaches of the water.
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There had been only two survivors from the Cutlass. The Cook's boy had
sensed the impending danger. He had cajoled his older lover to abandon
ship during the boarding of the Louie.
They had swum toward shore and heard the pounding waters of the rocky
point. Holding on to each other they let themselves be swept south
until they no longer could hear the perilous sounds. Then they swam
toward shore.
They stayed alert to what they could see of the ensuing battle. The
encounter faded from view as they drifted south. But the sound of a
ship breaking on the rocky point left little doubt as to what had
happened.
When they reached shore, they found a place protected from the night
air, and fell asleep in each others arms.
Early next morning they scoured the sea shore both north and south
looking for signs of survivors. They could find none. They then
proceeded south. It would be a days journey on foot to where the
treasure had been hidden.
---------END CHAPTER NINE THE PIRATE AFFAIR-------------
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