The sun set on their first day. As she did on the other ship, Lola would sleep in the cargo area in the galley. She set up some torn sails to lie on and a blanket. The first mate entered as she was ready to turn in.
"The captain would like a word with you, Miss Jimenez." He left.
She went out on the deck to see Silver and Jim leaning over the rail, looking out over the ocean and speaking. Shaking her head, she went up to the captain's quarters, knocking before entering, finding it was just Smollet and Arrow.
"Yes, Capitán?" she said upon standing before his desk.
"I was wondering what brought you to the ship?"
"Oh, Mr. Silver. I've been his assistant since I was a little girl on three ships before this. Not a ship so gallant and beautiful, but it was worth something."
"I see. Well, I'm not sure if it's wise for you to be here, among these, er…"
"You see them as pirates, no? These are the sorts I've men I've served, if not better. If you're worrying for my safety as a young lady in a crew of cutthroats, I can assure you that I'm in no danger."
"And you're quite sure?"
"As sure as I could stake my life on it."
"Then that will be all."
Lola nodded. "Thank you, Capitán." She left, seeing that Jim was now alone. She went below deck to find Silver in the galley, cleaning up some pots that had fallen on the floor.
"Where have you been?" he demanded.
"Speaking to the captain."
"The captain, huh? I don't want you having any private conversations with him."
"He called me. He was 'worried' about me."
Silver threw his head back in laughter. "Worried, she says! He has no idea! And what did you tell him?"
"I said I've worked with worse men, and I was sure I was in no danger."
"Good girl. Now, if he asks to speak to you again, don't do it. Understand?"
She nodded. "Yes."
"Now get some sleep. We've got work to do in the morning. G' night, lass."