Disclaimer: I don't own POTC. Title is a poem by William Wordsworth, it gives a tiny bit of foreshadowing.
Chapter 49: The World Is Too Much With Us
As Camille and Long John had been going towards the Devil's Dowry, Gretchen had been able to snatch the two rings and take them down to the white statues. She had realized at once that the statues were those of their mothers, Adrienne and Morgan. So the only thing she could figure out to do was to put the right ring on each woman.
Priscilla and Gabriel were now in the cavern, no longer hiding since Long John Silver was mostly occupied. Ana Maria had saved Jack from not only suffocating but drowning, and they were both now climbing out of the water. Wynona had been digging through the piles of treasure, impressed with all of this magnificence, but was now coming closer to the statues as she watched Camille and Long John race for the Dowry.
Gretchen took a deep breath, and placed the red ring on the statue that looked like her mother. Nothing happened immediately, so she did the same with the green ring and the statue of Morgan.
Slowly, the two statues came to life. First was Adrienne, who took a short moment to focus her attention on her first daughter. "Gretchen?" she asked disbelievingly.
Gretchen nodded. "Yes mother, it's me."
"My God, how beautiful you've gotten!" Adrienne exclaimed, embracing her at once. "And Gabriel! You've grown so much! Oh, my little Priscilla…" she went on upon seeing all three of her children as Morgan's hair got redder and redder.
Morgan blinked and looked around, much more cautious than Adrienne had been. When she began searching the cavern, her eyes locked on Captain Jack Sparrow and narrowed. "Adrienne!" she called, silencing everyone. Adrienne looked up. "It's Jack."
Adrienne drew her pistol, looking at Jack just as fiercely now as Morgan was. Jack was done recovering from choking, and held his hands above his head now. He hadn't known about the statues of Morgan and Adrienne, nor than they were the actual women imprisoned. So he had not been prepared to deal with them.
"Well, Jack Sparrow," Morgan said in a very dangerous tone. "It seems that your luck has finally run out. There is nothing that you can say to divert me from pulling this trigger."
Jack had never met Morgan personally. Long John Silver had dealt with the two pirate women, but it was obvious that Jack had been mentioned. Jack was amazed with how much Morgan reminded him of Camille, not only physically, but her attitude as well.
"I don't think I'm the one you have a bone to pick with, love," Jack said, pointing to the staircase where Long John was struggling with Camille.
Before Morgan could react, Adrienne shouted. "Morgan, you get Silver, I'll deal with this one," she said, her eyes and pistol still focused on Jack. Morgan nodded, heading for the staircase.