Unconquered Page #2

It might pay you

to mind your own business.

I found that out

from one of your Senecas

on the Catawba Trail.

You met one of

the bad shots.

70.

70.

That one will never learn

to shoot any better.

And sixpence.

I hear 70

and another sixpence.

Have a closer look, gentlemen.

Skin soft as satin.

Cheerful as a meadowlark.

Muskets.

That's guns in there.

They're all new.

Even this ship is loaded

with your usual trade goods.

Indians don't trade

furs for Bibles.

They don't trade

for bond slaves, either.

What are your plans for her?

Field hand

on your plantation?

I apologize

for Mr. Garth, ma'am.

In Virginia we use

dirt to grow tobacco

and bury our dead.

We don't like

your kind of dirt, Mr. Garth.

Watch out.

No, gentlemen, no.

Not on my ship.

You are quite right,

Captain Brooks.

His purse.

Perhaps someday he'll come

west of the Alleghenies.

Dueling code is very different

in the Ohio country.

70 and sixpence is bid,

gentlemen, for this

dainty little package.

Look at her slender form,

the tilt of her head.

You, sir, would you care

to put in a bid, sir?

No, thank you.

I've never had to buy trouble.

Here's my bid,

103.

103. A Turk's ransom.

Jeremy, I'm frightened.

A hundred quid would

frighten the wings

off an ngel.

And sixpence.

I'll double that

tomorrow at Norfolk.

Cash on the barrel, Mr. Garth.

Is that yours?

No, mine's in the Captain's

strongbox.

He's right. Cash is the law.

Make the sale.

103 and sixpence,

once, twice.

Sold to Captain Holden

for 103...

And sixpence.

Sorry, Mr. Garth.

Quite a price

for a rose of Old Bailey.

Here's your bonnet.

Have the bill of sale

ready in the morning.

Yes, sir. Yes, sir.

My dear Captain,

allow me to present my ward.

I hope you had

a very pleasant voyage, ma'am.

Well...

Chris...

Chris, a loony man would seem

wise alongside of you.

Why did ye do it?

Garth is bad medicine,

Fergus.

She'll be safer with him

than with your promised

bride tomorrow

when she sees yon red-headed

purchase you just made.

Aye. Diana.

Land ho!

Haul away on the...

Clear tire.

Clear tire.

Your longboat's

making fast, sir.

Does it carry a young lady

armed with a musket?

The ship's agent

brought this aboard, sir.

Thank you.

Oh, will you have my luggage

lowered to the longboat?

Certainly, sir.

From the impatient bride?

No, from John Fraser.

Pittsburgh blacksmith.

Pittsburgh?

Little village in Virginia.

Listen to this.

"Trouble's busting everywhere.

"When you get yours,

if you ain't killed nobody,

"meet me

at the Peakestown Fair."

John must have dipped

his pen in applejack.

He can't have known

you're getting married.

If you'll sign

Mistress Hale's papers, sir.

Whose? Oh.

Have the notary certify these,

then give them to the girl.

Yes, sir. She's on deck.

If he likes sugarplums,

you look just like one.

He's probably married,

with six children.

Stop babbling.

Just get him to buy me

and I'll have you riding

in your own carriage.

Love accomplishes

all things, my dear.

For instance, for luck.

Jeremy, it's a gold piece.

Uh-huh.

King Charles double guinea.

It was given to my mother

by a prince of the blood.

There he is.

Well, go to him. Go to him.

Keep your gold in your fist,

your tongue in your cheek,

and don't be too forward,

and not too backward, either.

Pick up,

you're slacking that line.

Good morning, Captain Holden.

Good morning, Miss...

Well, I'm all ready.

Yes. I see you are.

Bend your bonnets.

Do we go now?

I'm sorry, Miss...

Abby.

Miss Abby.

But I'm not taking you.

You're free.

But didn't you buy me?

Oh, yes, I bought you...

Watch yourself.

Stand clear, you.

And now I've set you free.

You mean really free?

Yes. Leach will

give you your papers.

I'm very grateful,

but I won't accept

my freedom.

You won't?

I owe you 103 and sixpence

and I intend to work for you

until it's paid.

Oh, not for me.

You're much too pretty

to pass the porridge

on my honeymoon.

Your honeymoon? But...

You're married?

I will be within the week.

Goodbye, Abby.

Then why did you buy me?

What?

Why did you buy me?

Oh, to see if sixpence

could poison a snake.

Oh. You bought me

because you don't like him.

Well, here's a lucky piece to

brighten your opinion of me.

It's a King Charles

double guinea.

What did I do with it?

Oh, I see.

I didn't steal it.

I see your hand was

quicker than my eye.

Keep it.

More freight for the longboat.

Aye, aye, sir.

Hold tight.

Take it easy, men.

You've got a passenger on it.

Easy on that cargo sling.

Keep it clear of the shroud.

Chris.

No.

Doesn't look like it to me.

Who's the girl with him?

Don't know. Very pretty.

Flip the toddle.

Clear that gear.

On deck.

Overhaul the cabling.

Batten the hooks down.

Pull the hatch ladder.

Watch your footing

on the gangway.

There's Martha.

There she is.

Goodbye, George.

See you in Jamestown.

Land never looked better.

I'm so glad to be home,

I could walk on air.

Hello, Bone.

I'll sign these later.

Very good, sir.

What'd you bring

from Pittsburgh?

Two wagons of

this kind of stuff.

Injuns ain't hunting.

What's wrong?

Gun trading's been stopped.

Who stopped it?

Indian Commissioner.

He wants you to meet him

at Peakestown.

Looks like the pot's

started to boil.

What's Pontiac say?

Says the Delawares will join

and the Shawnees

and the Chippewas.

He ain't sure

about the Wyandots.

They'll come in when their

powder horns are full.

Steady there, steady.

Back that tray up,

'tis powder.

Hang on.

Take up the slack

in the quarter line.

Get up, Leach,

and let me sign these.

Yes, sir, Mr. Garth.

Wicked waste of money.

By you?

Captain Holden

setting that girl free.

Yes, very wasteful.

How would you like to sell

all your bond slaves

to Mr. Bone, here?

Bond slaves?

I got no use for...

Say, 400?

400?

Well... Why, sold.

All except...

Except no one.

But that girl is free.

You're sailing next week.

Who'd know?

Double-selling a bond slave

is a hanging offense.

Here's a mink for you,

so the rope won't

scratch your neck.

Mr. Leach, Captain Holden said

you'd give me my papers.

Well...

He said that?

Yes, he set me free.

Free? That's carrying

a joke too far.

What is?

First he pretends to buy

the girl, then he pretends

to set her free.

He did buy me.

If he bought a girl

as pretty as you,

he'd never set her free.

Mr. Leach?

I'm sure the gentleman

meant no harm.

But he'd have told me.

He didn't have the courage.

It is rather a grim joke.

You bought me.

No. Bone.

Where're you going?

He'll sell the others

at Peakestown Fair.

You're not for sale.

I won't go with him.

You'll go all right.

I ain't bad company.

Get the furs aboard

and the slaves ashore.

Start west before night.

What's the matter, Jason?

You're not singing.

I guess there ain't

much singing left in me,

Master Chris.

Just thinking.

You're thinking, too, Diana?

Why? Haven't I been talking?

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