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The Muse asks: What is your weapon of choice?
I am a great believer in exercising the great guns, and in shooting practice for a crew while marooned on land waiting for a ship. I have dueled successfully on a few occasions, though how happy I am that Stephen and I never came to that meeting. My skill with a sword is fair, and I can knock a man on the head with a log if I must. But I would prefer to negotiate, though with a well-armed fleet at my back.
And the Muse asks: Would you choose to live forever if you had the choice?
Lord, how can I answer that? So much would depend on the circumstances of my life and those of others. Would Sophie live forever as well? Would my children and their children? Would Stephen and his family? Would our health remain robust? Would I be in a position to provide for them?
I think sometimes that I could live happily forever at sea, with an able crew and Stephen beside me, with no immediate demands from the Admiralty, but perhaps I would grow bored. Sooner or later the war with Buonaparte is certain to end, and there will be no prizes to take. I have not been so lucky on land, except what matters most: the well-being of my family. But I have given little thought to Heaven and any other life.
I am a great believer in exercising the great guns, and in shooting practice for a crew while marooned on land waiting for a ship. I have dueled successfully on a few occasions, though how happy I am that Stephen and I never came to that meeting. My skill with a sword is fair, and I can knock a man on the head with a log if I must. But I would prefer to negotiate, though with a well-armed fleet at my back.
And the Muse asks: Would you choose to live forever if you had the choice?
Lord, how can I answer that? So much would depend on the circumstances of my life and those of others. Would Sophie live forever as well? Would my children and their children? Would Stephen and his family? Would our health remain robust? Would I be in a position to provide for them?
I think sometimes that I could live happily forever at sea, with an able crew and Stephen beside me, with no immediate demands from the Admiralty, but perhaps I would grow bored. Sooner or later the war with Buonaparte is certain to end, and there will be no prizes to take. I have not been so lucky on land, except what matters most: the well-being of my family. But I have given little thought to Heaven and any other life.