July 30, 1704 - Martinique
William woke late and decided that it was not late enough for his tastes and he went back to sleep. When he awoke again it was after nine of the morning and he walked across the room to the Southerly window which looked over the harbor. He stood their in a shirt and slops, stretching and arching as he yawned wide. He scratched his scalp and squinted into the morning light. The few clouds which remained from last night's brief storm lay here and there about an otherwise clear sky and the day promised to be a sticky one.
"Damn...there's a fine sight." he said aloud to himself as he spied the Watch Dog, Maastricht and Heron occupying their comfortable corner of the bay. He contemplated moving them nearer to one of the river inlets at the Eastern side of the Cul du Sac Royal, for he had heard that a good market village lay very near one of these tributaries.
Then he called for an attendant from his room door and ordered up some breakfast to his room. While he waited, he stripped off the shirt of the day before and stood in the breeze that came through the open window with his eyes shut, trying to choose what he would do next. He decided that some of his business might be done ashore with regards to shares once he had fetched the ledgers from the Watch Dog.
A polite knock came at the door and a lad of fifteen years brought in a tray of hot foods, all made fresh, and William sent him again with a nice round coin and instructions to find John McGinty.
Three bells of the Forenoon Watch
~Starboard Watches on Duty~