To Have & To Hold by Mary Johnson Chapter 7 Page 8

ship about dawn. All he could tell for the mist was that it was a very great ship, with three tiers of guns.”

“The flag?”

“She carried none.”

“Humph!” I said. “It hath a suspicious look. At least we do well to be ready. We’ll give them a warm welcome.”

“There are those here who counsel surrender,” continued the Governor. “There’s one, at least, who wants the Tiger sent downstream with a white flag and my sword.”

“Where?” I cried. “He’s no Englishman, I warrant!”

“As much an Englishman as thou, sir!” called out a gentleman whom I had encountered before, to wit, Master Edward Sharpless.