Ch.18 Betrayal
Josephine looked up as someone knocked on the door. "Captain Sparrow, how
kind of you to come see me," Josephine said shifting her gaze back towards
her book.
Sparrow sat down at the table with a loud thump. Josephine kept looking at
her book. Sparrow stood up and began pulling books of the shelves and then
replacing them noisily.
Josephine didn't glance up.
Sparrow picked up a book and slammed it down on the table.
Josephine sighed at looked exasperatedly up at him.
"If you have nothing better to do that annoy me by making loud noises then
you are obviously not a good captain, Captain sparrow," Josephine said
emphasizing Captain.
"Good Captains know when to have fun," he replied.
"Good Captains don't call someone into a meeting to exclude them completely
from the proceedings," Josephine countered slamming her book shut.
"Oh. I was wondering when you were going to bring that up," Sparrow said.
Josephine looked expectantly at him.
"I wanted you to see how the whole thing works," Sparrow said.
"Why?" Josephine asked.
"Because I want you to go on the next raid," Sparrow said.
Josephine stared at him not believing. "And pigs fly," she said.
"No, I'm serious," Sparrow said. "Oh, by the way, could you fix something
for when we get back, cause we're all hungry after raids, and rum doesn't
quite fill us."
Josephine looked at him. "What am I, your cook?"
Sparrow didn't answer but got up and headed out of the library and up the
stairs.
*** The Pirates returned to the ship after several hours, carrying with them two big sacks of gold, jewels, money, and any other thing they wanted. A big feast followed. Josephine was down in the kitchen when they arrived and was baking several chickens she had gotten from the town before the raid. They were devoured within minutes. Josephine headed up on deck after cleaning up a bit and saw the wild festivities going on there. The pirates, the people in total prostration before their god, the god of rum, were singing and dancing around the deck Sparrow swaggered over to her. "Come have a drink with me," he said swinging the rum bottle he was holding in front of her. "Captain, I don't drink, number one. And number two, I wouldn't drink with you anyway," Josephine said looking at him amusedly. He was probably the only half-sober man there. "Really now?" Sparrow said with a straight face. "Yes," Josephine said with equal straightness. "That's too bad," Sparrow said. He waltzed off. Josephine stared after him trying not to laugh. She settled down in a corner and laughed at the wildness going on around her. Soon the wildness gave way to slumber and the men lay snoring on the deck. Josephine was almost asleep as well. Then she saw a man get up and walk to the side of the boat. It was Anthony. He climbed over the side and into a little boat. The sound of splashing gradually getting farther away lead Josephine to believe that he was rowing away from the ship. "Probably, had one more job to do," Josephine muttered to herself. She stifled a yawn and went down to her bed. She collapsed in exhaustion.
*** The Pirates returned to the ship after several hours, carrying with them two big sacks of gold, jewels, money, and any other thing they wanted. A big feast followed. Josephine was down in the kitchen when they arrived and was baking several chickens she had gotten from the town before the raid. They were devoured within minutes. Josephine headed up on deck after cleaning up a bit and saw the wild festivities going on there. The pirates, the people in total prostration before their god, the god of rum, were singing and dancing around the deck Sparrow swaggered over to her. "Come have a drink with me," he said swinging the rum bottle he was holding in front of her. "Captain, I don't drink, number one. And number two, I wouldn't drink with you anyway," Josephine said looking at him amusedly. He was probably the only half-sober man there. "Really now?" Sparrow said with a straight face. "Yes," Josephine said with equal straightness. "That's too bad," Sparrow said. He waltzed off. Josephine stared after him trying not to laugh. She settled down in a corner and laughed at the wildness going on around her. Soon the wildness gave way to slumber and the men lay snoring on the deck. Josephine was almost asleep as well. Then she saw a man get up and walk to the side of the boat. It was Anthony. He climbed over the side and into a little boat. The sound of splashing gradually getting farther away lead Josephine to believe that he was rowing away from the ship. "Probably, had one more job to do," Josephine muttered to herself. She stifled a yawn and went down to her bed. She collapsed in exhaustion.