The next morning, Annabelle stepped outside for the first in quite awhile. It felt good to have the sun on her face and to smell the salty air. If only she were aboard the Indefatigable and not locked up in some damped cell. It would make everything better. She saw that Mr.Hunter was talking with some of the crew.

"Care to join us, lad?" Mr.Hunter asked.

"No, sir. I am more content with my current social circle." Annabelle said.

Annabelle walked over to her friends.

"Does he still plan to escape?" Annabelle asked.

"Yes. He wants to leave as soon as possible." Matthews said.

"Well, I am very proud of all of you. You would never have part in such dreadful talk."

Suddenly, Annabelle saw the looks on their faces.

"You wouldn't. Would you?"

"It's talk, Annabelle. We know that. It's just-"

"It is not talk, Mr.Matthews. I have known Mr.Hunter for quite some time now. If he sets his mind to this, then he most certainly will succeed."

"We want to leave this place, Annie. Just as bad as Mr.Hunter. Maybe more." Oldroy said.

"You speak as though I want to remain here. I don't. However, until Mr.Kennedy is able than I will not leave."

"He'll only slow us down." Oldroy argued.

"I know he is sick and quite unable to travel at this moment. If we can only stay until he is fit."

"How long will it be, Annabelle? A month? A year?"

"He only needs help. If we can provide him with aid, than perhaps in a week or two-"

"It's hopeless, Annie! I believe Mr.Hunter is right."

"I have known you to be many things, Mr.Oldroy. I just never thought you to be selfish."

Annabelle walked away and Oldroy tried to pursue her but Matthews held him back.

"Let her go, Oldroy. She needs some peace." Matthews said.

Angry and upset, Annabelle chose to return to her cell.

"I've caused so much damage."

Annabelle heard a voice coming from the side of one of the cell doors. She recongized it as Mr.Kennedy's voice. She went to the door of his cell and pressed her ear against it.

"You aren't at fault, sir."

"Horatio refuses to leave without me, you had just had a conversation with Oldroy about me. Why am I the cause of all this torment?"

"Torment? Sir, you are part of Captain Pellew's crew. Me and Mr.Hornblower have learned that you should never leave your fellow man behind. Especially when he is in such a intolerable physical state."

"Am I really worth it, Charles?" Mr.Kennedy asked.

"Yes, sir. You are indeed."

"Thank you, Charlie."

Annabelle returned to her cell and fell asleep. Trying not to think about her argument with Oldroy. A few days later, the Duchess paid a visit to the prison and removed Mr.Hornblower from its walls. Terribly confused, Annabelle stepped outside and went over to Matthews.

"Mr.Matthews, I don't understand. Is he free?"

"No. The Don has allowed him to go on walks with The Duchess."

"No. He wouldn't accept that. He is focused on Mr.Kennedy's health. I know he is."

"Annabelle, this happens. He is concerned but-"

"Mr.Matthews, I am willing to accept many things. Mr.Kennedy's declining health amongst others. I will not accept the fact that those in these prison walls believe that Mr.Hornblower is capable of being nothing short of a selfish ass."