a properly anglicized Meteor over
the name on the stern, he waited until
the life of the ship around him settled
into its routine, then ducked into the
captain’s cabin to think. But the ruin
he found seemed to mock him. The
French captain’s cot lay slashed on
the floor, stern lockers and all the
chests broken open and ransacked.
“A right fucking pig’s ear
they’ve made of this, sir,