You can take the Governor's pinnace; that's small, but it's seaworthy." Grey fumbled through the drawer of his desk. "I'll write an order for the dockers to hand it over to you." "Aye, we'll need the boat-I canna risk the Artemis; as she's Jared's-but I think we'd best steal it, John." Jamie's brows were drawn together in a frown. "I wouldna have ye be involved wi' me in any visible way, aye? You'll be having trouble enough with things, without that." Grey smiled unhappily. "Trouble? Yes, you might call it trouble, with four plantation houses burnt, and over two hundred slaves gone-God knows where! But I vastly doubt that anyone will take notice of my social acquaintance, under the circumstances. Between fear of the Maroons and fear of the Chinaman, the whole island is in such a panic that a mere smuggler is the most negligible of trivialities." "It's a great relief to me to be thought trivial," Jamie said, very dryly. "Still, we'll steal the boat. And if we're taken, ye've never heard my name or seen my face, aye?" Grey stared at him, a welter of emotions fighting for mastery of his features, amusement, fear, and anger among them. "Is that right?" he said at last. "Let you be taken, watch them hang you, and keep quiet about it-for fear of smirching my reputation? For God's sake, Jamie, what do you take me for?
( Diana Gabaldon )
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