“Damn you to hell, you b***h,” he cried. Caroline seized the opportunity to get to the door, opening it and standing in the doorway. She turned to the captain.
“I suggest you give due consideration to my requests for clothes and other articles, and for access to my friend. Or I shall inform anyone who cares to listen how you got the mark on your cheek.”
With that she slammed the door shut and ran up to the deck. She stood for a moment and then leaned over the side and vomited. She was still shaken when Henry found her some minutes later. Breathlessly she told him what had happened.
“The damned villain,” Henry said. “I shall confront him!”
“No, please,” Caroline entreated. “I fear you will make it worse. Let us see first if my action has any effect.’
Henry sat her down in the prow of t
