Ramage And The Rebels

He glanced up to see the captain watching him and knew those brown eyes had seen and understood his thoughts. The captain's look was friendly. 'Always look all round the horizon first, Re

'I can see that, sir - now!'

'Very well, give me your opinion on these proposals. Don't be afraid to speak out if you disagree. Now, we'll use one hundred and fifty seamen and your forty or so Marines. I think it would be a mistake to mix them: the Marines are the trained soldiers; I see them as the sword, while the seamen are the club. But that being so, aren't forty Marines a little unwieldy?'

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'But the seamen,' Ramage said, 'a group of twenty seamen aren't going to be nearly as effective as twenty Marines.'

'Companies of thirty seamen, if you want my opinion. More if you're using fewer officers.'

'There'll be five of us and you and the sergeant. Seven companies, or platoons, or whatever you care to call them. So five companies each of thirty men will take care of the seamen.'

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'Seven groups, then,' Ramage said. "They can operate as a single force or be divided up. Well spend today sorting out the seamen, and you can give them instructions in the rudiments of fieldcraft.'

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'No,' Ramage said crisply, shaking his head. 'If we move on the rebels in daylight they'll be fully prepared. They seem to camp for the night; get settled in early, no doubt, with a bottle of wine each. Maybe a dozen sentries . . . We want to achieve enough surprise to make up for the odds.'

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'I know,' Ramage said 'soberly. 'Jackson and I once had some experience of it in Italy against cavalry. And it struck me then that the French cavalrymen could see as little as we could and because there were so many they fell over each other. Darkness puts everyone on the same level. Like death, it's the great leveller!'

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'Not their discipline, though, and they're only a quarter of our force. Darkness, Re

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They'll be half asleep and with luck half drunk, too, providing we take them by surprise. Now, we have to arrange with the Governor to keep Dutch patrols out for a few more hours, so we know exactly where the rebels are all day, and where they camp. So well make a start issuing and checking pistols and muskets, and get the grindstone up on deck to sharpen cutlasses and pikes. A boarding pike is going to be more useful in the darkness than a pistol. You might emphasize that to the men. Remember a boarding pike is seven and a half feet long - that's the closest the enemy need get to you!'

Lacey brought the schooner La Creole into the harbour exactly at noon. Ramage's arrangement with the Governor concerning the seaward lookouts at Waterfort and Riffort had worked perfectly, except that he had forgotten to tell anyone in the Calypso about it, so when Aitken heard the sound of ten evenly - spaced musket shots fired at five - second intervals coming up the cha

As Ramage came up the companionway he guessed what had happened, but the musket shots could also be a warning of an enemy ship. He explained to Aitken the arrangement he had made with the Governor, and the two men watched the British flags which were now flying from the two forts and Government House without the white flags of truce. Then they had seen La Creole tacking cautiously across the entrance, at first a good mile out, and then closer as Lacey found the batteries did not open fire.

Ramage did not envy Lacey, the situation was a good test of the young lieutenant The last time he had seen the Calypso she had been off the north - west coast of the island, which was well and truly Dutch - owned. When he returned from escorting La Perle, the Calypso was at anchor in Amsterdam, apparently undamaged and still under a British flag, while British flags flew from the forts. Yet Lacey had seen what could be done with flags.

It might reassure Lacey if the Calypso made some signals, but the lieutenant already knew how La Perle had been captured because of a captured French signal book, and he might suspect the Dutch had played the same trick. Paolo Orsini was waiting and Ramage ordered: 'Hoist La Creole's pendant number, and then 243, 63 and 371.'

Ramage knew the first one would puzzle the young midshipman, who had long since shown he knew by heart most of the signals in the book. But as he wrote the numbers on the slate he paused to look up the meanings of all three, then repeated them, obviously worried that Ramage had made mistakes. 'Numbers 243, Quit prizes or ships under convoy, and join the Admiral; 63, Anchor as soon as convenient; and 371, sir. The strange ships have been examined.' "Correct, Orsini, and then, when she has anchored, the signal for the captain to come on board.' 'Aye aye, sir.' Aitken wore a broad grin. That first one should convince Lacey, sir. No Dutchman, even if he knew about La Perle and had the signal book, would think of that. And the harbour must seem full of "strange ships" from his position: he can see the masts of those privateers beyond us I' Within fifteen minutes of the signal flags being hoisted the schooner was close - reaching through the harbour entrance, guns run out and men with telescopes up the masts: the wary Lacey had obviously not ruled out the chance of a trap and keeping over to the windward side of the cha