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Chapter Ten
Chapter Ten:
" I trust that you will not be falling asleep tonight." Hornblower mused. Not looking at Penelope. They stood on deck with Bush and several other crew members.
" No sir." Penelope said softly. Drawing a glance from William.
Hornblower took in a deep breath and spoke softly. So soft that Bush did not hear." I only had you flogged to prevent death. I care too much for you." He walked onward. After that. William watching curiously and felt a threat from it.
Penelope watched him and smiled slightly, though her back was in the up most pain." Doubty took care of you, my love?" Penelope heard and looked beside her.
" Yes. He did. " Penelope answered." And he cooked me breakfast."
" Eggs?"
" Eew. No. Hash and rice." She corrected.
" But...I thought you loved eggs?Specially in the morning." He mused.
" I just...it sound gross to me thats all. " She said with a shrug. Reading over something in a book, about flag signalling.( HA! " Learn your signs you little...gentlemen." LOL)
"Penny...are you sure you are feeling alright?" He asked.
" Yeah. I just feel queezy. Thats all." She said and smiled.
" Just a little queezy? Penelope you've been vomitting since we left Portsmouth."
" I know.I don't know whats wrong."She said softly.
William only nodded and patted her shoulder and walked from the bridge. Penelope smiled as she watched him. " Thinking of something wicked?" Came Horatio's voice. She had been so enticed by William that she did not notice Horatio's approach.
" Wicked?" She asked.
" You just seem too much out at sea. I will tell the same thing to you as I told Mr. Bush. You can wait until we reach Portsmouth to...well...you know...what I..." he paused as Penelope started to chuckle.
" What?"
" Nothing, sir...I just...I've always found you amusing in your own shy ways." She said they looked at eachother in eyes for a long moment. Hornblower smiled lightly down at her.
" Do you really love her?Mariah?" Penelope began.
Hornblower's eyebrows lowered slightly. What a question. He recalled the morning he left, Mariah asking him to say he loved her. And he was indeed hesitant. "...Yes...of course I do...why would..." Again she chuckled.
"I am sorry but the look in your eyes tells me different. Admit it she guilt tripped you into it." She mused.
" Do not assme, Penelope." He said firmly. His patience showing it was thin. Penelope nodded and hung her head slightly. And barely nodded.
" Forgive me, sir." She whispered.
Hornblower noticed her discomfort and gently titled her chin, so she could look at him. " Let us leave the matter behind, alright?" He requested. Penelope merely smiled slightly.As Horatio leaned down and brushed his lips gingerly against her cheek. And walked away from her.
And that had not gone un noticed by William either. And he thought more then he should of it. As he watched Penelope lean upon the bridge railing. She had a slight smile on her face.
" I trust that you will not be falling asleep tonight." Hornblower mused. Not looking at Penelope. They stood on deck with Bush and several other crew members.
" No sir." Penelope said softly. Drawing a glance from William.
Hornblower took in a deep breath and spoke softly. So soft that Bush did not hear." I only had you flogged to prevent death. I care too much for you." He walked onward. After that. William watching curiously and felt a threat from it.
Penelope watched him and smiled slightly, though her back was in the up most pain." Doubty took care of you, my love?" Penelope heard and looked beside her.
" Yes. He did. " Penelope answered." And he cooked me breakfast."
" Eggs?"
" Eew. No. Hash and rice." She corrected.
" But...I thought you loved eggs?Specially in the morning." He mused.
" I just...it sound gross to me thats all. " She said with a shrug. Reading over something in a book, about flag signalling.( HA! " Learn your signs you little...gentlemen." LOL)
"Penny...are you sure you are feeling alright?" He asked.
" Yeah. I just feel queezy. Thats all." She said and smiled.
" Just a little queezy? Penelope you've been vomitting since we left Portsmouth."
" I know.I don't know whats wrong."She said softly.
William only nodded and patted her shoulder and walked from the bridge. Penelope smiled as she watched him. " Thinking of something wicked?" Came Horatio's voice. She had been so enticed by William that she did not notice Horatio's approach.
" Wicked?" She asked.
" You just seem too much out at sea. I will tell the same thing to you as I told Mr. Bush. You can wait until we reach Portsmouth to...well...you know...what I..." he paused as Penelope started to chuckle.
" What?"
" Nothing, sir...I just...I've always found you amusing in your own shy ways." She said they looked at eachother in eyes for a long moment. Hornblower smiled lightly down at her.
" Do you really love her?Mariah?" Penelope began.
Hornblower's eyebrows lowered slightly. What a question. He recalled the morning he left, Mariah asking him to say he loved her. And he was indeed hesitant. "...Yes...of course I do...why would..." Again she chuckled.
"I am sorry but the look in your eyes tells me different. Admit it she guilt tripped you into it." She mused.
" Do not assme, Penelope." He said firmly. His patience showing it was thin. Penelope nodded and hung her head slightly. And barely nodded.
" Forgive me, sir." She whispered.
Hornblower noticed her discomfort and gently titled her chin, so she could look at him. " Let us leave the matter behind, alright?" He requested. Penelope merely smiled slightly.As Horatio leaned down and brushed his lips gingerly against her cheek. And walked away from her.
And that had not gone un noticed by William either. And he thought more then he should of it. As he watched Penelope lean upon the bridge railing. She had a slight smile on her face.