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Rh had not received his orders to leave the post, and he went down with his ship. I put you on your honor this afternoon. Your orders were to stay in the boat; you were on duty. You broke your word, because you wanted to amuse yourself by watching the fishermen unload. What happens to seamen who disobey orders, Pemberley?"

"They're put in the b-brig, sir," said Garth.

"And I shall put you in the brig," Jim said. He looked at his watch. "It is an hour and a half until your bedtime," he pronounced. "Solitary confinement in the service-room till then. And bread and water for supper. 'Bout face! March!"

Garth saluted a little shakily.

"Very g-good, sir," he said.

Jim returned the salute briefly. His eyes followed Garth to the door.

"Pemberley!" he said. Garth stopped, his hand on the doorknob. "Shall I be able to trust you hereafter?"

"Yes, sir," Garth answered in a very low voice.

After the door had closed behind him, Jim opened it a tiny crack, looked in silently, and presently shut it again.