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Southwick was once scanning the wavetops with a telescope and relocating throughout to the opposite part of the quarterdeck while he observed Ramage. ‘Just ensuring we aren’t lacking any survivors, sir,’ he defined, and Ramage observed that the wreckage now lined a wide sector. ‘The boats are going to every little thing that’s floating. One foolish fellow clinging to a backyard concealed himself less than a bit of the sail – it seems that inspiration we have been slicing everyone’s throat, till a few of his friends shouted to him. He bobbed out speedy sufficient then! ’ Ramage nodded and left Southwick to his seek as he walked ahead to the place the entire French prisoners have been herded jointly at the fo’c’sle. they might quickly be taken less than and a gun loaded with canister shot proficient at the hatch, yet for the instant it used to be more uncomplicated to protect them up within the bow. They have been a vintage cross-section of seamen serving in a guy o’ conflict, no matter what their allegiance, yet Ramage idea that one of the pinched faces, sea-soaked and bedraggled hair, and torn garments, he may perhaps listen numerous neighborhood accents. One guy grumbled within the deep, gradual accents of the Camargue; one other, excited, offended, and apprehensive, got here from the north, most likely Artois, one of the flat fields of Flanders. a 3rd, from his behaviour a petty officer attempting to restoration self-discipline, was once possibly from Alsace or Lorraine. Ramage knew he used to be intentionally losing time: there has been just one Frenchman he had to seek advice from and he will be down under, being patched up through Bowen, who had so few wounded to take care of that he had grew to become the gunroom right into a surgical procedure with a section of canvas stretched around the desk with brief lengths of rope prepared, if invaluable, to strap down a sufferer if the soreness grew to become too undesirable: there has been no rum but distilled which can deaden the rasp of a observed if a limb used to be being amputated. As Ramage walked into the gunroom he observed that the bath, comfortably put to carry ‘wings and limbs’, used to be empty. there have been probably dozen wounded Frenchmen ready outdoors the gunroom door, yet they have been patiently sitting at the deck. The sheet of canvas was once soaked with blood; Bowen, the guy who have been certainly one of Wimpole Street’s best surgeons till his perform was once ruined whilst he grew to become a drunkard and used to be pressured into the military – to be cured of ingesting by means of a ruthless Ramage – appeared up, apron stained purple, as Ramage spoke to him. ‘Ah, sir; a such a lot profitable motion: my congratulations. A frigate sunk and rarely any paintings for me. One funeral for you, and there’s a tender Frenchman I’m fearful approximately. ’ Ramage nodded, already experiencing the well-known nausea that usually made him consider faint on the sight of all of the scientific tools laid out on one other piece of canvas stretched at the deck, with a loblolly guy kneeling beside it, able to move in a second no matter what Bowen known as for. ‘Let me have your file while you’ve comprehensive treating every person. Now, that French officer…’ ‘Ah, leg wound. not anything severe – lacerations of the gastrocnemius and the tibialis anticus muscular tissues. items of splinter – I’ve extracted all of them.