The Devil's Own Luck
“Harry held out a bottle of a very superior brandy.“I think I can be persuaded, Mr Ludlow.” He was not fooled by the invitation to join Harry in a pre-prandial drink. He decided he would accept the drink, but he’d be mighty careful about revealing anything else. He emptied the glass that Harry filled, with a smack of his lips to follow. “Don’t often get to drink such as this.” His eye was firmly on the bottle.“Feel free, Mr Outhwaite.” The surgeon picked up the bottle and refilled his glass. Hab...it made him cradle it in his arms, rather than put it back.“Now, sir. I require the use of your brain.”Outhwaite immediately assumed a guarded air and emptied his glass.“We are having dinner with the wardroom in an hour. A dinner I have provided. I have spared no expense since I require the goodwill of these officers more than I require meat and drink.”Outhwaite refilled his glass and downed the contents again.“I am willing to give you a general opinion of the captain and his relations with his officers.MoreLess
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