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〃No； husband；〃 Roxanna said resolutely； her fatigue banished； 〃I intend to see what there is to see。〃 Before the captain could protest； she took off down the slope of the hummock to the pack ice and set off toward the abandoned vessel。
Mender looked at his crew and shrugged。 〃Far be it from me to argue with a curious woman。〃
〃A ghost ship；〃 murmured Bigelow。 〃A great pity she's forever locked in the ice； or we could sail her home and apply for salvage rights。〃
〃She's too ancient to be worth much；〃 said Mender。
〃Why are you men standing there in the cold； babbling？〃 said Roxanna； turning and urging the men on impatiently。 〃Let us hurry before another storm sweeps in。〃
Making their way over the ice as fast as possible until they reached the deserted ship； they found that the ice had piled against the hull； making it easy for them to reach the upper bulwarks and climb over the gunwales。 Roxanna； her husband； and the crewmen found themselves standing on the quarterdeck； which was covered by a thin layer of ice。
Mender stared around at the desolation and shook his head as if bewildered。 〃Amazing that her hull wasn't crushed by the ice。〃
〃I never thought I'd be standing on the deck of an English East Indiaman；〃 one of the crewmen muttered； his eyes reflecting apprehension。 〃Certainly not one built before my grandfather was born。〃
〃She's a good…sized ship；〃 said Mender slowly。 〃About nine hundred tons； I'd guess。 A hundred and fifty feet long with a forty…foot beam。〃
Laid and fitted out in a Thames River shipyard； the workhorse of the late…eighteenth…century British merchant fleet； the Indiaman was a crossbreed among ships。 She was built mainly as a cargo carrier； but those were still the days of pirates and marauding warships from England's enemies； so she was armed with twenty…eight eighteen…pound cannon。 Besides being built to transport goods and merchandise； she was also fitted out with cabins to carry passengers。 Everything on the deck was standing； encased in ice； as if awaiting a phantom crew。 The guns sat silently at their ports； the lifeboats were still lashed atop the spare spars； and all hatches were neatly in place。
There was an eerie and dreadful strangeness about the old ship； a curious grimness that belonged not of earth but of another world。 A mindless fear gripped the crewmen who stood on the deck that some hoary； gruesome creature was waiting to receive them。 Sailors are a superstitious lot； and there were none； except for Roxanna； who was in the innocent throes of almost girlish enthusiasm； who did not feel a deep sense of apprehension。
〃Odd；〃 said Bigelow。 〃It's as if the crew abandoned the ship before it became trapped in the ice。〃
〃I doubt that；〃 said Mender grimly。 〃The lifeboats are still stowed。〃
〃God only knows what we'll find belowdecks。〃
〃Then let's go see；〃 Roxanna said excitedly。
〃Not you； my dear。 I think it best if you remain here。〃
She gave her husband a proud look and slowly shook her head。 〃I'll not wait alone while there are ghosts walking about。〃
〃If there are any ghosts；〃 said Bigelow； 〃they'd have frozen solid by now。
Mender gave orders to his men。 〃We'll divide into two search parties。 Mr。 Bigelow； take three men and look about the crew's quarters and the cargo hold。 The rest of us will go aft and search the passenger and officers' quarters。〃
Bigelow nodded。 〃Aye； Captain。〃
Snow and ice had built up into a small mountain around the door leading into the stern cabins； so Mender led Roxanna and his men up and onto the poop deck； where they put their muscles to work and lifted the after hatch cover over a panionway that had frozen closed。 Casting it aside； they cautiously dropped down the stair inside。 Roxanna was directly behind Mender； clutching the belt around his heavy coat。 The normally white plexion of her face was flushed red with a mixture of excitement and suspense。
She did not suspect that she was about to enter a frozen nightmare。
At the door to the captain's cabin； they found a huge German shepherd dog； curled upon a small rug。 To Roxanna； the dog appeared to be asleep。 But Mender nudged it with the toe of his boot； and the slight thud told them that the dog was frozen solid。
〃Literally hard as a rock；〃 said Mender。
〃Poor thing；〃 Roxanna murmured sadly。
Mender nodded at a closed door toward the aft end of the passageway。 〃The captain's cabin。 I shudder to think what we may find in there。〃
〃Maybe nothing；〃 said one of the crewmen nervously。 〃Everybody probably fled the ship and trekked off along the coast northward。〃
Roxanna shook her head。 〃I can't imagine anyone leaving such a beautiful animal to die on board alone。〃
The men forced open the door to the captain's cabin and entered； to a gruesome sight。 A woman dressed in clothing from the mid to late seventeen hundreds sat in a chair； her dark eyes open and staring with great sadness at the form of a small child lying in a crib。 She had frozen to death while in deep sorrow at losing what appeared to be her young daughter。 In her lap was an open Bible turned to the Psalms。
The tragic sight numbed Roxanna and the crew of the Paloverde。 Her enthusiasm at exploring the unknown had suddenly evaporated into a feeling of anguish。 She stood there with the others in silence； their hushed breath misting in that crypt of a cabin。
Mender turned and walked into an adjoining cabin and found the captain of the ship； who he rightly assumed was the dead woman's husband。 The man was seated at a desk； slumped in a chair。 His red hair was coated by ice and his face was dead white。 One hand was still clutching a quill pen。 A sheet of paper lay before him on the desk。 Mender brushed away the frost and read the wording。
August 26； 1779
It has been five months since we were trapped in this accursed place after that storm drove us far off our course to the south。 Food gone。 No one has eaten for ten days。 Most of the crew and passengers dead。 My little daughter died yesterday； my poor wife； only an hour ago。 Whoever should find our bodies； please notify the directors of the Skylar Croft Trading pany of Liverpool of our fate。 All is at an end。 I shall soon join my beloved wife and daughter。
Leigh Hunt
Master of the Madras
The leather…bound logbook of the Madras lay to one side of Captain Hunt on the desk。 Mender carefully dislodged it from the ice that froze the rear cover to the wooden desktop and placed the book inside his heavy coat。 Then he stepped from the cabin and closed the door。
〃What did you find？〃 asked Roxanna。
〃The body of the captain。〃
〃It's all so terrible。〃
〃I imagine there is worse to see。〃
The words were prophetic。 They divided up and went from cabin to cabin。 The more exquisite passengers' acmodations were in the roundhouse； an expansive space with quarter galleries and windows partitioned into various…sized cabins in the stern below the poop deck。 Passengers booked empty space。 They had to furnish their cabin thems