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 “Then it is”

“Yes, exactly.”

“In the water?”

“Yes, in the water.”

“Faith, with a stout harpoon, I don’t know. You understand that these sharks are very ill-made beasts. They must turn on their backs to snap you up, and mean-time”

Ned’s way of pronouncing “snap you up” made my blood run cold.

“Very well. And, Conseil, what do you think of the sharks?”

“I will be frank with Monsieur,” he said.

“So much the better,” I thought.

“If Monsieur will encounter the sharks, his faithful servant will also encounter them by his side.”