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 Posted: Jun 4 2018, 10:31 PM
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Sharpe was chivvying the Chosen Men, not that they needed it, but there wasn't much else he could do and he hated feeling like a fifth leg on a donkey. And Padstowe was using his blanket, though the man was welcome to it, and he had very little else to pack.

He snorted as he overheard Padstowe. "You would after a couple of mile, I'm sure," he said.
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"And you would be the authority on that subject, would you, Richard?" Padstowe said lightly, raising his eyebrows in amusement.
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 Posted: Jun 4 2018, 10:32 PM
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Ignoring Lieutenant Sharpe for the moment, Stephen assessed the size of Padstowe's torso - the sleeve would be too small. He pulled the long cord lacing the front of the shirt from it, and then wrapped the excess material around the area between the two sleeves, creating a long piece of material of a width of a little less than a foot. "It is not the sling of the world, but it will certainly do..." He efficiently tied the two sleeves behind Padstowe's neck in what Jack would have called a reef knot and then used the cord to tie Padstowe's arm to his chest. "That will not put you too off-balance?"
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Padstowe considered, rocking his upper body back and forth to see how much it moved, and nodded.

"It will serve."

He then rolled onto his right side, supporting himself with his right hand as he pulled his knees in under his chest, then used his strength of his legs to get him to his feet. "Shall we be under way?"
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 Posted: Jun 4 2018, 10:33 PM
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"Do you want to hang on to my blanket, or will you be all right wi'out it?" Sharpe asked, wondering if Padstowe was going to cope with travelling in the state he was in.

His men - some of them anyway - were practically gawping from behind him; he could feel their eyes on his back.
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Stephen smiled. "Sure, it even matches your uniform."

He pushed himself up, putting no weight onto his right leg. "Yes. I must go to thank the priest, and give him back his blanket - I will meet you all in front of the presbytery. Oh, bread and blood - I forgot - have the horses eaten?"
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"I saw to that earlier today," said Padstowe. He had asked the priest before he had gone to sleep. He then turned to Sharpe.

"No, it will be more trouble riding with it," he said. "Thank you though. If I could have my overcoat, that should suffice - and I shall still be wearing my uniform under it."
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Stephen nodded, relieved, and began to make his slow way towards the building. The boy Perkins immediately ran over, with a backwards glance at Sharpe, and offered him his arm; Stephen gratefully took it. "Thank you, Perkins... Now, what's causing you to limp?
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 Posted: Jun 4 2018, 10:58 PM
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Padstowe rolled his eyes. Did the man ever stop?
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 Posted: Jun 4 2018, 10:59 PM
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Sharpe glanced across at Cooper, who shot him back a hurt look.

"Yes, they have. Of course."

Right. "All right, lads, time to move out of this wonderful place and get back on the road. Harris and Cooper, you bring the horses out and help these two mount up. Hagman, you've got the best eyes of any of us. When we're out on the road, I want you to scout ahead, make sure the road's clear. You know the drill."

Only Perkins had taken Cooper's place. Probably just as well; he was more suited to the Doctor's size. Cooper clipped him round the head and received a scowl.

Sharpe moved closer to Stephen. "And while we're at it, you're General Wellesley's physician, you've just landed and we're escorting you to Lisbon." Which was no more than the truth; it just conveniently left out a few details...

"Perkins, did you sort your boots out or not?"

He got a worried look. "Yes, sir, but I ain't sure how long they'll hold up."

Bugger. Something else to slow them down.
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 Posted: Jun 4 2018, 11:00 PM
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Stephen nodded to Sharpe, impressed by the man's clear thinking. His own head was still throbbing. "Very well." He looked at Perkins. "If it is your boots that are playing up, sure, I have no need of the right shoe. The soles will be thinner than what you are used to, but if we are near to the same size, I would be happy to swap."
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 Posted: Jun 4 2018, 11:01 PM
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Well, it was a nice offer, but if they needed to go on foot or something, Maturin would need both shoes. He didn't say as much, though; there was no need to worry the doctor any more than necessary.

"If you're sure you don't mind them being worn to ribbons," he said instead. "Portuguese roads ain't like toll-roads in England, you know. But it's up to you two."

He left them to get on with it and went to reclaim his blanket.
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After exchanging his words with the priest, Stephen and Perkins came out of the presbytery, Stephen wearing the less worn of the two boots on his left foot and a triumphant expression, Perkins looking henpecked, with his right boot tied to his pack and wearing Stephen's shoes.

Stephen still had the cloak that he had stolen from Prideaux's house, and was in two minds about whether to keep it; but he did not want to leave it in this village and unwittingly involve them further should a French patrol discover it, and it would be frightfully cold riding during the night wearing only a shirt and trousers. Perkins and the red-haired rifleman whom he had heard Sharpe call Harris helped him up onto his horse. He would have liked to have bid farewell to Marta, but they could delay not further - he had given Father Miquel one of his coins to pass on to her, and his thanks.
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Sharpe raised both eyebrows (the one-eyebrow trick was beyond him) at seeing the arrangement Perkins and Maturin had come to. He had to hide a smile at the brow-beaten, henpecked look on Perkins' face. It seemed that Perkins had rather taken to the Doctor, which was another weight off Sharpe's mind. The boy was good at running errands, after all.

"If I were you, I'd roll that up and strap it to your saddle," Sharpe said, gesturing at the cloak in Maturin's hands. He moved a little closer to the man. "i know you don't trust me, but I need to know you've got them papers where they ain't going to be found by a casual look. Though if anything happens, I promise you they'll get where they need to go."

Running into a bunch of French, and having something happen to those papers wasn't something Sharpe wanted to think about. But did Maturin believe him, or was he only an ex-ranker and not to be trusted?
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Stephen stared at Sharpe for a long moment. "I have divided the papers by concerns - I have those regarding the sea and intelligence. They are wrapped in cloth, and tied with a cingulum bandage about my waist - I can have them to hand in a second if anything happens. The papers concerning the army I will give to Padstowe - these in particular must reach Wellesley. How and where he hides them is up to him." He shifted the cloak slung over his arm to show Sharpe the corner of another cloth-wrapped parcel.
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Padstowe led his horse out of the stable, having secured the saddle bags, his long oilskin overcoat back on along with the wide-brimmed hat. The front of the coat had been left open partway so as any person who saw them pass at close quarters would see the uniform beneath. He looked up to see Sharpe talking with Stephen, and hoped that whatever it was they were discussing would not end up in disagreement, as he knew that neither yet trusted the other.
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Sharpe smiled. "Good. That's all I wanted to know. I'll let you pass Padstowe's things to him." He could try 'tactful' after all, even though not many people saw it, or appreciated it for what it was.

He turned to chivvy the rest of his men out, to find them out already. He was proud of his men, even though he didn't necessarily show it at times.

"Will you need a hand up, Jon?" he asked, conscious of his friend's wounded arm, and hating himself for not knowing quite what to do or say. He'd seen enough wounded men in sixteen years in the army, after all.
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"I'll be alright," Padstowe said, winding the reins around his right wrist. His shoulder may be injured but his pride was not, and he would use his legs to get into the saddle like last time. "I'll manage. Is the doctor fit to travel?"
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Stephen smiled hesitantly back. He was still unsure about the dangerous-looking rifleman, but he was beginning to think he could trust him, especially considering his obvious concern for Captain Padstowe.

He gritted his teeth as he urged the horse closer. "Of course I am, Captain. It is only a headache. Let me tighten that sling before we move off." Once Padstowe was in the saddle he passed him the package. "The cipher booklet is in there," he whispered.
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"Sorry." Though he wasn't really, but he was glad to see that Padstowe was more like his usual self.

"Are we ready?"

Not waiting for an answer, he nodded to Hagman, sending the man off to ensure their route out of the village was clear.

This was where it could go wrong. He wanted to be in charge of his men, so that he could give clear commands if anything unexpected were to happen. However, Padstowe out-ranked him and might want to take over, despite being unfit for fighting. And though he might have been a Light Infantry officer, it hadn't been for very long, and he didn't know how the Chosen Men worked.
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"Thank you," Padstowe murmured back, then in a more usual tone; "One moment if you please, Richard. Doctor, if you could assist me? I find that I have not tightened the saddle sufficiently and it is a two-handed job. If you would be so kind?"

He turned to his saddle, indicating a strap that secured the blanket and the saddle bag in place.
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Sharpe came over and bent to tighten the strap. "There."

He turned to his men. "Stop gawping, Cooper. You look like you're trying to eat a bloody moth."
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"Of course." Once the papers were secure and safely hidden, Stephen turned back in his saddle - it was a relief to be sitting down, but he was dreading what the movement of the horse would do his his head and his leg. He looked up, hearing a noise. "Ah, listen, Jonathan. It is our Luscinia megarhynchos again."
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"And while you're about it," Padstowe murmured to Sharpe, taking hold of his wrist before he could move away. "You can pull those two pieces of leather apart."

Right next to the strap, invisible to anyone not looking for it, there was a slit in the seam of the side part of the saddle, enabling an object like a thin wadge of papers to be pushed inside and hidden from view.
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"What? Oh, sorry, not tight enough," Sharpe said, his quick eyes catching what Jon meant. He quickly pulled it open and took the bundle passed to him, slipping it inside and out of view, his body hiding what he was about. "Hope that's better for you," he said, stepping back.
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