>>211895716 (OP) >nubile native on the larboard bow! >where away? >not two miles distant, sir! >she's a frigate all right... >set studdingsails and top gallants then wet the sails and have the idlers placed along the rail >is it her, sir? >touch wood, mister blakeney, and i fancy she plans to out-run us >and ask doctor maturin to join us, he loves a good chase