The stowaway swallowed. "An error, sir, I promise."
He grimaced. "You are alone and that is mighty unusual."
"And mightily dangerous." From beside Lawrence, Hartwell interjected, "One might fall prey to a diverse array of harm. The seas are not as charming as one would wish to believe, neither are the hearts of men."
Silently studying the one who remained on her knees, Brand agreed with the man Lawrence quickly shushed. Madelyn, she had introduced. She must be terribly hungry, starving even. She did seem so.
"You have been aboard this ship since yesterday?"
"Yes, sir." Her voice was barely audible, but he heard her.
