"These are birthing pains." "The child will be born tonight." "But surely that's a month before her time?" "Doubtless the fall has brought on her travail." "A black moon. 'Tis a bad omen." "He appears no worse for coming a month early." "His name will be Valentine." "This be my brother Drake." "What brings you here?" "Father, sir." "He is a-dyin'." "I will do as he bid me." "Go forth into the world and save souls." "May I present my daughter Morwenna." "Morwenna. 'Tis a lilting', musical name." "A governess?" "Your cousin is a most amiable girl." "Her presence here will take the burden off you." "Shall we begin?" "A remarkable woman I've married." "Dwight returned just before dawn and left shortly after for Falmouth." "Be Mr Penvenen very sick?" "I will remove myself from your life and there will be no need for our paths to cross ever again." "I must tell you, Ross, I'm with child." "You settling well down here, Drake?" "Yet Jesus did also say, "Let he who is without sin" ""cast the first stone"." "I speak to ye now as a fellow sinner." "Will you rise with me from the slough of despond and kiss the feet of our Lord?" "If he wished for an easy life, he'd do well to keep his head down and his mouth shut." "Is he giving you trouble?" "Nay, he do labour hard as any, more 'n most." "Ah." "Truth is, in time of war and famine, there's plenty looking for something to believe in." "..and stamp that soul with the image of God..." "Did I mention that Verity will join us for the christening?" "Indeed." "That's my aunt." "She's a Poldark, like me and Aunt Agatha." "Will the other Poldarks be coming, the ones at Nampara?" "My dear, it is your good fortune to be unacquainted with the Nampara Poldarks, and long may you remain so blest." "Ross Poldark has chosen to sever all ties with his Trenwith relations, and we feel nothing but relief at being spared his intrusions." "Thank 'ee Lord for sendin' us these gifts, this food, this water..." "This house!" "By the grace of God..." "By the grace o' Cap'n Ross!" "Yet, 'tis the Lord have guided he to offer such a thing." "On the contrary, it was the tip of your sister's foot did that!" "'Twill be a fine place to start our mission." "And so we pray for new beams to mend our broken roof and then we will do everything in our power to bring redemption to the dark places of Cornwall." "Good luck with that!" "Is Trenwith such a place?" "Why do you ask?" "I've 'eard tell 'twas once your family home, but now's fallen into unfriendly hands." "It has." "And you'll favour me by never setting foot on Trenwith land." "Nor having dealings with any of the household." "Did you need to forbid them?" "They're unlike to go looking for trouble." "Knowing them, it'll find them anyway." "As it oft seems to find you?" "Those days are done." "I'm a respectable country squire now." "With a home, a mine, a family and a wife." "I should make the most of what life has to offer." "Including' me?" "Especially you!" "Oh, lack-a-day, 'tis a fearful thing to be a poor maid, with no man to care for her." "Would 'ee like f'r' I to help 'ee?" "'Tis kindly thought." "Since my ole man did cart off, old Prudie 'ave 'ad to tend to these needs herself." "Not to mention other needs a body might 'ave." "It seems a lifetime since I married Dwight." "Yet it's barely been a month." "He'll be home again soon." "Won't he?" ""My most beloved wife, Caroline, I write with some trepidation." ""The French fleet has been sighted not far from our present position" ""in the Channel." ""Though it is impossible to know how soon we must engage with them" ""yet we know that attack is inevitable." ""I beg you not distress yourself for I have confidence that we" ""will prevail and that I will soon return home to you, my love."" "When will you announce your marriage?" "I've been thinking it might seem disrespectful to Uncle Ray if it were known I'd married Dwight in secret." "So, when he returns, perhaps a small visit to church." "Where there will seem to be a wedding." "Followed by a lavish celebration at Killewarren." "And no-one'll be any the wiser!" "It's the seemingly thing to do, out of respect for Uncle Ray." "Ray Penvenen's death has been a great loss to the county." "He was a gentleman of the first degree." "Possessed the common touch, lived a simple life." "We of less exalted stock would do well to follow his example." "And yet you yourself have risen far, Sir Francis, in wealth and status." "As have you." "Do you believe that we who have acquired the privileges of wealth should enjoy superiority in all matters?" "I feel that power should always be in the hands of those who know what to do with it." "And justice?" "Superiority of intellect will always ensure that justice is done, as Ray Penvenen proved when he served as magistrate." "Yes." "However shall we replace him?" "I'm having a small gathering here next week." "Perhaps you'd favour me with your company and that of your charming wife?" "We'd be delighted." "Do 'ee never go to church, sister?" "Once a year on Christmas Day." "Rest of the year I try and behave like a good Christian." "By avoiding sin?" "See, I'm not that convinced about sin, brother." "I think more highly of love." "Of my husband, my child, my dog, my home." "Those matter more to me than a man sat on a throne in Heaven." "But, sister, if you love Him first then all the rest will follow!" "I don't think I want it to follow, Drake." "I think I want it just as it is." "Oh, well, I promised I'd try!" "What?" "He's set you on to try an' convert me?" "He thinks ye've more a taking for me than for him." "I've a taking for you both!" "You've a beguiling way, Drake Carne!" "I tremble for the young maids hereabouts!" "Is that a comical book, Morwenna?" "No, cousin." "I believe it's the same one you used to teach from." "I don't recall it being so amusing." "It never used to seem so." "What's amiss?" "An old friend o' yours." "Not been seen in these parts since yer father died." "Tholly?" "Is it thee, young Cap'n?" "Argh!" "Argh!" "Well!" "Tholly Tregirls, I thought you were dead!" "Been nigh it oft enough, young Cap'n, but cheated it by'r whisker." "I see Ned remembered you!" "As do half the husbands an' fathers in Sawle!" "Isn't my fault maidens can't resist I!" "Where I been these 13 years?" "What's my trade?" "Well, some do clep me "pirate," and some "free trader."" "And some, less flattering' names?" ""Fixer, fetcher." that's what I calls it." "You wants it, I ferret it out!" "At a cost." "Which, my father used to say, was more than guineas." "Ah, didn' stop him from joinin' my adventures, though, did it?" "Nor thee, young Cap'n!" "Well, I shan't be joining any more." "Never say that, son!" "See this little pouch?" "In it I carry the bones o' my hand." "Remind I how fragile is life." "Like in France now, terrible state." "Bloodshed an' riot." "Murder an' mayhem." "Live for the moment, say I. An' be damned of the consequence!" "'Tis in the blood, son!" "Adventurin'." "Ole Joshua could never resist." "And I 'spicion 'twill not be long afore we'll be off on a jaunt again!" "Not if I can help it." "Of course, Sir Francis did not explicitly offer me the position of magistrate..." "But you expect him to?" "On Monday, when we attend his gathering." "I'll need robes, of course." "A suitable wig." "But I can see myself on the bench, dispensing justice." "I seem to recall Francis thought it remarkably tedious." "Francis took its benefits for granted." "I see it as a means to an end." "Which is?" "To ensure that my son and heir does not have to fight for his place in society." "Francis and I used to play here when we were boys." "Perhaps Geoffrey Charles will do the same with Valentine." "You fear for him?" "Who?" "Geoffrey Charles." "Left to the tender mercies of George, how can I not?" "He was right." "Now he has a son, everything will change." "But not for us." "Let us keep our distance and all will be well." "Little Verity!" "Oh, Aunt!" "I'm so glad to see you!" "Come here, little mite!" "Take after his father, do he?" "I like to think so." "Verity!" "It's so good of you to come." "We're quite the family gathering." "Are Ross and Demelza here?" "Oh!" "No, that is..." "They don't count as family now!" "Ross and George still have their differences." "But what a cherub he is!" "An image of his papa!" "And Valentine?" "Who does he favour?" "Shall we go inside?" "Lord 'ave mercy on that poor Valentine!" "Christened this day a Warleggan!" "Little tacker givin' 'ee grief, is he?" "Who says it's a he?" "A crossbeam from a ship?" "There'll be many such timbers before the war is over." "Thank 'ee, brother, 'twill be jus' the thing to bolster the roof." "An' we shall pray for the souls of those who perish'd." "Which I dare say 'ee object to." "Since 'ee did bestow the cottage as a dwelling', not a meetin' house." "I couldn't care less what you use it for as long as you don't stir up unrest in the village." "We've had enough in recent years." "We're looking for a little peace." "In the Lord shall ye find it!" "In truth, Sam's flock have so swell'd already, we mus' look out a larger house of worship." "Preferably not on my land!" "Valentine George, I baptise thee in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost." "Verity will be there." "And Caroline." "At the christening." "Oh, yes, yes, my son was most eager to make his entrance into the world and see, already he's dictating terms!" "His father's son!" "A true Warleggan!" "It's been a while since you graced our humble house of prayer." "Do you find it much changed?" "In what regard?" "The roof no longer leaks, the west window is repaired, new candlesticks adorn the altar." "Courtesy of yourself?" "Who else?" "As head of the premier family of the district," "I believe it's my duty to lead the way." "Was this not lately the Poldark family church?" "George has a short memory." "I wonder, brother, whether this church might not suit us." "It seem a goodly, Christian set o' folks hereabouts." "Valentine, a robust little creature and none the worse for coming a month early." "He's darker than his father." "I think he favours his mother." "And may we expect an announcement soon?" "Your engagement to Lord Coniston?" "Oh!" "No, I could not possibly consider it, so soon after my uncle's death." "Do I understand that Dr Enys assisted at Valentine's delivery?" "I'm sure we were much obliged to him." "I assume he's now returned to the navy." "I believe he's in the Channel Patrol, with the Western Squadron." "The Western?" "I trust they were not involved in this latest skirmish?" "Skirmish?" "We've not heard of any." "Yes, we had it from one of our agents in Falmouth." "Ned Pellew's squadron, was it?" "Caught in a storm, battled the French for over 12 hours." "Three French ships lost, four of ours and a merchant ship blown off course." "A merchant ship?" "Lost?" "You mean sunk?" "As I understand it." "Do you recall any names?" "Turmoil?" "Trident?" "As to the merchant ship, I've no idea." "Please excuse us, Miss Penvenen is unwell." "Judas!" "Is it certain?" "Nothing's certain." "I must send to Falmouth, to the naval offices." "As wife of Captain Blamey, I'm well-known in the town." "I hope someone can enlighten us." "Ross is at the mine." "Where's Prudie?" "Prudie?" "Prudie?" "The maid say, you must get 'ee to Truro." "This be the path, but now it goes across private land." "Be this not the land o' which Cap'n Ross did speak?" "We must go round." "'Twill add miles, an' my shoulder's fair crackin'." "I say we risk it." "'Tis not as if we mean any harm." "Lord, but christenings are dull!" "Thank heaven we escaped!" "Your mama may not be so pleased." "Oh!" "Who's that?" "This is private property." "Sir, we jus' carryin' this timber over to Sawle." "'Tis some heavy an' we thought to take a short cut." "P'r'haps you might assure young master Warleggan, is it?" "No, it is not!" "My name is Poldark and this is Poldark land." "'Tis you we seen by the path when 'ee did kindly direct us to my sister's house." "Who is your sister?" "Demelza Poldark." "That's my aunt!" "Does that mean we're related?" "Indirectly." "I think we must be going." "Your mama will wonder where we are." "Mr Warleggan has men patrolling the grounds." "If you make haste, you will avoid them." "'Tis kind of 'ee, ma'am." "We're much in your debt." "I think, Geoffrey, it would be wise to say nothing of meeting those young men." "Your uncle is strict about trespass, and we would not want to get them into trouble." "Do you really think they're related to Aunt Demelza?" "It seems unlikely." "They seem very lowborn." "Ye might've picked more had ye not wasted time talkin' to I." "So I picked 'em for ye." "A small token to celebrate this auspicious day." "Which, I trust, will be the first of many." "How thoughtful you are." "I'm astonished at Verity." "Making off like that and taking Caroline with her." "What on earth could she mean?" "Truro yielded little news, most of it vague and not to be relied upon, but there are rumours that the merchant ship is the Esmeralda." "No!" "She appears to be missing." "Oh, dear God!" "And the Travail?" "Lost off the French coast." "Oh, heavens!" "There's no way of knowing if any came ashore or if she perished with all hands aboard." "I looked for Tholly, but so far not a whisper." "Typical!" "Whenever he might be of use, he vanishes!" "Well, doubtless he's found some cred'lous wench to take 'im to bed!" "I'm not that sorry." "Involvement with Tholly always comes at a price." "And I have my own connections." "In the trade?" "I know I promised Demelza my dealings there were over, but this is for Dwight and my cousin Verity." "So, we put the word out." "All along the coast, any who travel to the Scillies, and especially to France." "Tell them to keep their ear to the ground, any rumour, any chance remark." "There again, we could always look to the power of prayer to guide our search on this holy day." "'Tis now past the hour, sir." "Our service begins when Mr Warleggan arrives." "Warleggan?" "Then let us while away the time by praising' the Lord in song." "Has little Verity abandoned us?" "She sent for the baby and said she'd return soon." "Perhaps she finds her Nampara cousins more congenial." "George?" "Are you ready?" "I dislike to keep the congregation waiting." "Francis was never late." "But Francis did not assume Sunday worship was conducted purely for his benefit." "A token of His love he gives" "A pledge of liberty" "I find Him lifting up my head" "He brings salvation near" "His presence makes me free indeed" "And He will soon appear..." "I can only apologise." "Certain new members of our congregation took matters into their own hands." "I steadfastly believe" "Thou wilt return and claim me, Lord..." "Rumours a-plenty." "None of 'em good." "A guinea for anyone with solid information!" "Eye witnesses!" "Names!" "You know where to find me." "I think I must return to Killewarren." "There's little I can do here and Ross will bring me news the minute he has any." "Then I shall return to Trenwith." "Elizabeth must think me unconscionably rude." "The last thing we need is more discord between our two houses." "God's grace go with 'ee, sir." "The insolence of the man!" "That's Methodists for you." "It disquiets me to see how they set themselves apart, as if thinking themselves superior." "I must humbly agree, sir." "In which case, can I suggest you deal with them in an appropriate way?" "KNOCK ON DOOR" "Reverend Odgers, come in." "That's all we need." "More conflict with George." "But how dare Odgers forbid decent God-fearing Christians his church!" "Yet, with respect, brother, the Lord will surely 'ave some purpose in these ructions." "I don't require the Lord's intervention in my affairs, nor yours!" "Now, if you'll excuse me, the Lord has seen fit to consign hundreds of souls to the bottom of the sea, and I must try and discover if my friends are amongst them!" "No news is better than ill news." "Ross promised to send word as soon as he had it." "You may be sure he'll keep his word." "'Tis the Poldark way." "My dear, this feud between Ross and George, can you find no way to end it?" "You were once a Poldark yourself." "When you married Andrew, against the wishes of your family, did you not vow to take his part in all things?" "Yes, of course, but..." "Well, I vowed likewise." "I am Warleggan now and must take my husband's part." "Even against Ross?" "Especially against Ross?" "Well?" "The Esmeralda seems to have disappeared off the face of the earth." "And the Travail?" "There was a ship smashed upon rocks." "A handful of men came ashore, were met by a lawless rabble." "Rounded up, set upon." "Where they were taken, God knows." "Or indeed if this ship was the Travail." "An' if 'twere, how can we know if Dwight survived?" "We can't." "At this distance." "Ross, you would not venture to France now in the midst of riot and bloodshed?" "How would you even get there?" "What would you have me do?" "Abandon Dwight to his fate?" "No, but at least not be in such haste." "See if anything can be heard by other means." "As you wish." "You agree?" "Why?" "We have an invitation from Sir Francis Basset." "Who's he?" "What George aspires to be." "His family came from nothing, yet his wealth and status now dwarf everyone else in the county." "Why would he invite us?" "No idea." "And under normal circumstances, I wouldn't go." "Especially as George and Elizabeth will likely be there, but I'm told he has several French nobles staying with him." "If they've come lately from France..." "Might they have news of Dwight?" "Hardly!" "But the Travail, of its fate?" "Who knows?" "So, you won't go to France before you speak with them?" "I won't go to France before that." "Forgive me, I heard crying and thought Valentine was in distress." "Yes, he often seems so." "Will you not pick him up?" "And have him think he may always have his own way?" "Geoffrey Charles never cried." "Because you never left him too." "All children are different." "If you have another, you'll realise that." "Forgive me." "I hope and pray you will have the chance." "And that the child is as gentle and amiable as Geoffrey Charles." "Now, let us not be late for Sir Francis." "This is the best beach in the world!" "And it belongs to my Uncle Ross!" "Oh!" "Then should we really be venturing, given the disagreement between your families?" "It's no disagreement of mine!" "Oh, but look!" "Is that not Aunt Demelza's brother?" "Master Geoffrey!" "Miss Morwenna!" "Proper waves, these, eh?" "Oh, 'twill not be new to you, young master, but to I, the discoveries I've made!" "Course, ye'll know all about the Holy Well?" "No." "What is it?" "'Tis a hollow in the rocks by the sea, but the water's pure an' sweet, on account of it was consecrated a thousand year gone by Saint Sawle himself." "Would 'ee care to see it?" "Oh, no, I don't think..." "Of course she would!" "Lead on." "Far outshines Trenwith." "Or Killewarren." "And anything else in these parts." "Was it not built on the proceeds of their mines?" "Think o' that, Ross!" "Yes." "If the lode did continue at grace." "In ten years I might be able to build us a small outhouse." "We know our mission?" "Get news of the Travail and Esmeralda by any means necessary." "'Tis sweet." "Taste it." "So it is!" "'Tis a wishin' well too, they say." "What you do is, dip your right hand in the water, sayin'," ""Father, Son an' Holy Spirit," and then your wish is granted." "That's sacrilege." "'Tisn', though, begging' your pardon." "This be a holy place as much any church." "I suppose so." "I'll go first." "Father, Son and Holy Spirit." "Father, Son an' Holy Spirit." "Now you, Miss Morwenna." "Father, Son and Holy Spirit." "I'm not sure Saint Sawle would approve of us, making our frivolous wishes at his well." "Mine wasn't frivolous." "Nor mine!" "Nor mine." "I must take Geoffrey home." "We've been gone for hours." "Race me!" "Miss Morwenna." "Just something I made." "Sir Francis, may I introduce my wife Demelza?" "Is it you we have to thank for your husband's presence here today?" "He generally shuns society." "I had much ado to persuade him!" "Do you not think we should stick together?" "After all, between us we provide work for much of the county." "I wouldn't presume to compare my small enterprise with yours." "But I trust we have things in common." "A concern for the conditions in which miners work, a wish to improve them." "Have a care, or you'll be called a Jacobin." "Like yourself?" "In truth, I'm no friend of revolution." "To be governed by the mob is to see the end of civil and religious liberties, as those gentlemen would tell you." "They've lately escaped from France?" "Within an inch of their lives." "Terror and bloodshed, that is not democracy, that is vengeance." "And where it stalks, no-one is safe." "Let me introduce you." "Ah, there is Sir Francis." "Of course, it does not do to seem too eager." "I can't imagine why Ross is here." "The Poldarks and the Bassets have a long acquaintance." "The connection goes back generations." "Of course, Sir Francis welcomes newer families... ..those whose fortunes, like his own, were made, not inherited." "I must go and speak to Lady Whitworth." "Drake's very common, isn't he?" "If by that you mean he's very lowborn..." "Oh, I don't care that he is." "To my mind, he has more wit and humour than many of our class." "I would not let your Uncle George hear you say that." "In fact, I would not mention these visits at all." "Perhaps we shouldn't come again." "Morwenna, it's the best beach in Cornwall!" "It is Poldark land." "And Drake's a Poldark relative." "I don't think any good could come of it." "Mistress Poldark, are you impressed with Tehidy?" "Who could not be?" "You don't find it too intimidating in its size and splendour?" "But of course, these days you glide with ease through all of society, from lowest to high." "Why, only now I saw you conversing with our French amis." "They were speaking of plans for a landing in Brittany." "British funded, no doubt." "To raise the Royalist flag." "The Bretons suffer fearfully." "You seem very well informed." "Well, I wonder what advantage we might take from such a landing." "We?" "As in the British Navy?" "As in we who have friends or relatives lost on French shores." "Dr Enys for instance?" "And if such a landing might be a means of locating such as survived, and if it did, of later freeing them." "Interesting thought." "Entirely fanciful." "If such a landing were to be managed, its aim would surely be the liberation of France, not the rescue of some minor English officers." "Reverend Halse, do you know Captain Poldark's wife?" "I don't believe I've had the pleasure." "'Tis fortunate this is a large house, sir, then you and my husband may avoid each other." "Shall we try our luck at faro?" "By all means, sir." "I'll join directly." "It will certainly be a hazardous venture, but I wish you all success." "Merci, monsieur, merci." "Mr Poldark." "Reverend Halse." "I wonder if you would favour me with a moment of your time." "As you wish." "Ray Penvenen is a great loss." "A man of his breeding, good sense - not easily replaced." "On the bench, I mean." "I couldn't say." "I never came before him." "A man of integrity, conviction." "In a Justice of the Peace, that is what one seeks." "And so often fails to find." "Your cousin was a magistrate." "Your uncle before him." "There's been a Poldark on the bench for the last 100 years." "Then you'll be glad to see I've broken with tradition." "Sir Francis Basset is not glad." "He's asked me to intervene." "To invite you to step up and follow in their footsteps." "He and you must know it's barely four years since I was on trial for wrecking, riot and assault." "On which charges you were, miraculously, acquitted." "And two years before that," "I broke into Bodmin jail and freed a prisoner." "Or do you and your fellow justices regard this as" ""youthful exuberance"?" "It's possible we espouse the principle that a reformed sinner makes the best parson." "It's not simply in the matter of justice that one wields power." "As a magistrate, one has a say in the setting of rates, of taxes, the use to which they are put." "One's influence in many spheres is considerable." "Then I'd be required to judge my fellow men." "Naturally." "Therein lies the problem." "You should be aware that if you decline this role, it will be offered elsewhere..." "Nevertheless, I do decline." "..to Mr George Warleggan." "An admirable choice." "George has all the qualities I lack." "And lacks many of the qualities you have." "Do not lose heart, I'm sure he's safe." "Then why have we not had word?" "I must prepare myself." "Verity..." "My dear, do not pity me." "Pity Caroline." "Her life with Dwight has barely begun and I've had six years of happiness." "I have our beloved child." "I never expected such joy, and if all is now lost," "I'll be forever grateful I had it so long." "You're too good." "I'm not." "I'm like you." "You've learnt to make the best, to be grateful for whatever you have in your life." "Even Elizabeth and George?" "I confess, that disquiets me." "The Poldarks are quick to anger and slow to forgive, but you?" "Have you become so like Ross that you can no longer let go ill will?" "Here we are in the same room bound by ties of blood, yet unable to meet." "Will you not let me bring you together?" "'Tis impossible." "Why?" "What is the cause of this present feud?" "My dear, your husband's ship - the Esmeralda..." "Yes?" "Captain Trevose has had word from the Admiralty." "She put into port in Lisbon two days ago." "Weather-beaten, but unharmed." "I must go to Lisbon." "Most excellent news!" "I'm very glad." "You refused the offer?" "'Twas a mistake!" "As magistrate, you could've done so much good." "Common folk d' need someone on their side!" "I wouldn't be permitted to be "on their side"." "I'd be obliged to be fair." "And would you not use your power wisely with justice and mercy, for all the right reasons, unlike someone we know?" "Yes!" "Did you glean anything from the Frenchmen?" "Nothing I didn't already know." "I didn't wish to distress Caroline, but the Comte de Sombreuil thinks we should prepare for the worst." "Why?" "If there were survivors, there'd be names." "Lists." "Posted about the streets, to boast of their capture." "There are no lists." "So, no-one survived?" "Justice of the Peace!" "The first Warleggan to be called to the bench!" "Are you not impressed?" "Unsurprised." "After all, what other candidate could there be?" "Ross." "Ross?" "The obvious choice." "And yet he was not offered it." "Perhaps he was." "Lisbon awaits us, sweetheart, and Papa will be waiting for us." "If we close our eyes, we can imagine we're already there." "Father, Son an' Holy Spirit." "Morwenna." "There is some consolation." "I knew if it existed, you'd find it." "Andrew is safe and Verity will soon join him in Lisbon." "And Sam and Drake have settled." "And we left Tehidy without bad words 'twixt you and George." "So, perhaps we can hope for a little peace in our lives." "Peace." "Yes." "I like the sound of that." "A guinea was th' sum, I bla'?" "Ah, ah, ah!" "The Travail ran aground near a place called Quimper." "There's an old convent turned into a prison." "Hundreds of English prisoners are kept there." "Could Dwight have been taken there?" "If he survived." "An old friend of my father has contacts in France." "Smugglin' contacts." "There's a merchant in Roscoff, a man called Clisson, he's known in the town and would be willing to seek out information for a price." "And so?" "I think I must go." "Little Verity, will I ever see you again?" "You shall, dear Aunt, I promise you." "Where are you, my love?" "Where are you?" "Un... ..deux... trois!" "Be ready and heave!" "Heave!" "Heave!" "See, I tell'd 'ee, young Cap'n, we'd soon be off on another jaunt." "Ready?" "Ready?" "And heave!" "Jacques Clisson'll be lie low until the coast is clear." "50 now, 50 when you bring me the names." "I, George Warleggan, do swear to act as a Justice of the Peace." "You will find me the names of these Methodists." "I think Zacky called him Sam." "Samuel Carne." "Demelza's brother." "Well, there's no news of Dwight." "There's still hope..." "That he is still alive." "Get word to my wife" " I've been delayed." "If you are found ashore after midnight... you will be executed."