1Hornblower was still in his hammock even though it was long after daybreak, even though it was full dawn. He had turned himself over without waking himself up too much—something he had had to relearn now that he was sleeping in a hammock again—and he was determined upon staying where he was, as somnolent as possible, for the longest possible time. In that way he would find the day shorter; his mind, clogged with sleep, would not be working at high tension for so long. Yesterday had been a bad day, when a favourable slant of wind at nightfall had endured just long enough to return the Princess to the heart of the blockading squadron before reversing itself maddeningly.

2A certain amount of bustle and excitement became audible on the deck over his head, and there was a boat alongside. He snarled to himself and prepared to roll out of his hammock. It would be some trifle of no concern to him, and dull as well most likely, but it was sufficient to put an end to his resolution to stay in his hammock.

3He had his feet on deck with his seat still supported by the hammock when the midshipman appeared. Hornblower glowered at him with bleared eyes, observing the trim white breeches and buckled shoes; this must be some pampered pet from a flagship, and he was offering him a letter. Hornblower was instantly fully awake. He broke the wafer that sealed the note.

4You are hereby requested and required to attend as a witness, at your peril, upon the court-martial to be held at nine in the forenoon of this twentieth day of May 1805 in the Cabin of H.M.S. Hibernia to try Captain James Percival Meadows, the officers and ship’s company of H.M.’s late sloop Hotspur for the loss of the said vessel by stranding during the night of the eighteenth day of May 1805.

5Henry Bowden, R.A., Captain of the Fleet.

6N.B. A boat will be sent.

7Here was something startling, astonishing; Hornblower gaped at the note while re-reading it, until he remembered the presence of the midshipman and the consequent need to appear imperturbable.

8‘Very well, thank you,’ he snapped; the midshipman had hardly turned his back before Hornblower was dragging out his sea chest and trying to make up his mind as to how he could get the creases out of his threadbare full dress coat.

9‘H.M.’s late sloop. ’ That could only mean that Hotspur was a total loss. But Meadows was alive, which implied that few, if any, lives had been lost. Certainly Meadows had wasted no time in putting Hotspur ashore. That would be the easiest thing in the world to do, as no one could say with more certainty than he who had never done it.

10To shave he had to drag his sea chest under the hatchway and stand on it with his head protruding and his mirror propped up on the deck. He was not quite tall enough to dispense with the sea chest; it crossed his mind that Meadows must have been tall enough to see clear over the coaming without taking steps to add a cubit to his stature.

11Baddlestone came up and actually volunteered information as Hornblower stood there balancing precariously; he was still sufficiently unaccustomed to the Princess’s antics to make it difficult to use his second hand to pull his skin tight while wielding the razor with the other.

12‘So Hotspur’s lost on the Black Rock,’ said Baddlestone.

13‘I knew she was aground,’ said Hornblower. ‘But I didn’t know where.’

14‘Do you call being at the bottom of the sea aground? She touched on a falling tide. Holed herself and filled and then rolled off on the flood. ’

15It was remarkable how the fleet auxiliaries picked up the news.

16‘Any loss of life? ’ asked Hornblower.

17‘None that I’ve heard of,’ said Baddlestone.

18He would certainly have heard if any officers had been drowned. So they were all safe, including Bush. Hornblower could devote special attention to the tricky area round the left corner of his mouth.

19‘Giving evidence, I hear? ’ asked Baddlestone.

20‘Yes. ’ Hornblower had no desire at all to add to Baddlestone’s store of gossip.

21‘If the wind backs westerly I’ll sail without you. I’ll put your chest ashore at Plymouth. ’

22‘You are exceedingly kind,’ said Hornblower, and then checked himself. There was nothing to be gained by a quarrel with a man of an inferior social order, and there were other considerations. Hornblower wiped off his face and his razor, pausing to meet Baddlestone’s eyes.

23‘Not many men would have given that answer,’ said Baddlestone.

24‘Not many men need their breakfast as much as I do at present,’ answered Hornblower.

25At eight o’clock the boat was alongside, and Hornblower went down into it, wearing the single epaulette on his left shoulder that indicated he had not yet been confirmed in his promotion to captain, and at his side he wore the brass hilted Langer which was all he could boast as a sword. But he was received with the appropriate ceremony as he went up Hibernia’s side, following two glittering captains with epaulettes on both shoulders who were obviously going to be members of the Court. Over on the lee side of the quarter-deck he caught a glimpse of Meadows and Bush, pacing up and down deep in conversation. But the midshipman who was his guide led him away; that was proof (if any were needed) that he was being summoned as an expert witness at the request of the Court, and had to be kept away from the defendants to prevent all possibility of either collusion or prejudice.

26It was twenty-five minutes after the firing of the gun that indicated the opening of the Court when Hornblower was called into the great cabin, where seven captains glittered at a table under the stern windows. Over at one side sat Meadows and Bush, and Prowse the sailing master and Wise the boatswain. It was distasteful, distressing, uncomfortable, to see the anxiety on those faces.

27‘The Court wishes to address a few questions to you, Captain Hornblower,’ said the central figure at the table. ‘Later you may be asked by the defendants to explain your answers.’

28‘Yes, sir,’ said Hornblower.

29‘You handed over command of the sloop Hotspur in the forenoon of the seventeenth, I understand? ’

30‘Yes, sir. ’

31‘Her material condition was good? ’

32‘Reasonably so, sir. ’ He had to speak the truth.

33‘By that do you mean in good condition or bad? ’

34‘Good, sir. ’

35‘The compass deviation card was accurate as far as you were aware? ’

36‘Yes, sir. ’ He could not possibly admit to any carelessness on that subject.

37‘You have heard that H.M.S. Hotspur went aground on the Black Rock with a falling tide. Have you any comments to make, Captain? ’

38Hornblower set his teeth.

39‘It would be an easy thing to do. ’

40‘Perhaps you would be good enough to elaborate on that statement, Captain? ’

41There was plenty he could say, but he had to be careful how he said it. He must not appear to be a windbag. He must lay all necessary stress on the navigational difficulties and yet at the same time he must not rate himself over-highly for having so long evaded them. He must do all he could for the defendants but he must not overplay his hand. At least there were certain obvious points he could make which could be instantly confirmed by a glance at the ship’s logs. He talked about the steady westerly wind which had prevailed for some days earlier, and then about the brisk easterly wind which had sprung up that afternoon. In those conditions the ebbtide could be unpredictably fierce. There was likely at the same time to be a disturbing back eddy inside the rocks which could upset all calculations so that the current might reverse itself in a cable’s length. From the Black Rock extended a long reef to the southeastward where, except at the very tip, breakers were only visible at low water of spring tides and the lead gave no warning of this. It would be in no way remarkable for a ship keeping close up to the Goulet to be trapped here.

42‘Thank you, Captain,’ said the President when Hornblower had finished, and he glanced over to the defendants, ‘Have you any questions?’

43The President’s manner indicated that he thought none could be needed, but Meadows rose to his feet. He seemed to be wasted away; perhaps the borrowed clothes he was wearing contributed to the effect, but he was hollow eyed and his cheeks seemed sunken, the left one twitching at intervals.

44‘Captain,’ he asked. ‘The wind was northeasterly and brisk?’

45‘It was. ’

46‘The best conditions for a sortie by the French? ’

47‘Yes. ’

48‘What was Hotspur’s proper station in those conditions? ’

49‘As close up to the Goulet as possible. ’

50It was a good point that had needed accentuation.

51‘Thank you, Captain,’ said Meadows sitting down, and Hornblower looked to the President for permission to retire.

52But Meadows’ question had given rise to another.

53‘Would you kindly tell the Court, Captain,’ asked the President, ‘how long you commanded the Hotspur on blockade service?’

54‘A little over two years, sir. ’ That was the literal answer that had to be given.

55‘And how much of that time were you close up to the Goulet? A rough estimate is all that is needed, Captain. ’

56‘I suppose half the time—one third of the time. ’

57‘Thank you, Captain. ’ It was a point tending very much to discount the one Meadows had made. ‘You may now retire, Captain Hornblower.’

58He could glance over at Bush and the others, but it had to be a glance of complete indifference; he must not prejudice the Court by a display of sympathy. He made his bow and withdrew.