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〃There are even Spaniards and Portuguese； they tell me；〃 said Wellesley。 〃I hope they have enjoyed the recent winter in Poland。 You speak Spanish； I understand？〃
Hornblower had said 〃Yes〃。
〃And French too？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃Russian？〃
〃No。〃
〃German？〃
〃No。〃
〃Swedish？ Polish？ Lithuanian？〃
〃No。〃
〃A pity。 But most of the educated Russians speak French better than Russian； they tell me … although in that case； judging by the Russians I have met； they must be very ignorant of their own language。 And we have a Swedish interpreter for you … you will have to arrange with the Admiralty how he will be rated in the ship's books … I believe that is the correct nautical expression。〃
It was typical of Wellesley to put in that little sneer。 He was an ex…Governor…General of India； and the present Foreign Secretary； a man of blue blood and of the height of fashion。 In those few words he had been able to convey all his sublime ignorance and his consequent sublime contempt for matters nautical； as well as the man of fashion's feeling of lordly superiority over the uncouth seadog； even when the seadog in question happened to be his own brother…in…law。 Hornblower had been a little nettled； and was still feeling sufficiently above himself to endeavour to irritate Wellesley in return。
〃You are a master of all trades； Richard；〃 he said； evenly。
It was just as well to remind the man of fashion that the seadog was closely enough related to be entitled to use the Christian name； and； in addition to that； it might annoy the Marquis to suggest he had anything to do with a trade。
〃Not of yours； Hornblower； I'm afraid。 Never could learn all those ports and starboards and back…your…lees and things of that sort。 One has to learn those as a schoolboy； like hic； haec； hoc。〃
It was hard to prick the Marquis's sublime placency； Hornblower turned away from that memory back to serious business。 The Russians had a fair navy； as many as fourteen ships of the line； perhaps； at Reval and Kronstadt； Sweden nearly as many。 The German and Pomeranian ports swarmed with French privateers； and an important part of Hornblower's duty would be to help protect British shipping from these wolves of the sea； for the Swedish trade was vital to England。 From the Baltic came the naval stores that enabled England to rule the sea … the tar and the turpentine； the pine trees for masts； cordage and timber； rosin and oil。 If Sweden were to ally herself with Bonaparte against Russia； the Swedish contribution to the trade … far more than half … would be lost； and England would have to struggle along with the little that could be gleaned from Finland and Estonia； convoyed through the Baltic in the teeth of the Swedish Navy； and somehow got out through the Sound even though Bonaparte was master of Denmark。 Russia would want those stores for her own navy； and she must be persuaded； one way or another； to part with enough to maintain the British Navy at sea。
It was as well that England had not e to the rescue of Finland when Russia had attacked her； if she had； there would be far less chance of Russia going to war with Bonaparte。 Diplomacy backed by force might perhaps protect Sweden from allying herself with Bonaparte； and might make the Baltic trade safe and might open the North German coastline to raids against Bonaparte's munications … under that sort of pressure； if by any miracle Bonaparte should sustain a reverse； even Prussia might be persuaded to change sides。 That would be another of Hornblower's tasks； to help woo Sweden from her hereditary distrust of Russia； and to woo Prussia from her enforced alliance with France； while at the same time he must do nothing to imperil the Baltic trade。 A false step could mean ruin。
Hornblower laid his notes down on the table and stared unseeing at the wall across the room。 Fog and ice and shoals in the Baltic； the Russian Navy and the Swedish Navy and the French privateers； the Baltic trade and the Russian alliance and the attitude of Prussia； high politics and vital merce； during the next few months the fate of Europe； the history of the world； would be balanced on a knife…edge； and the responsibility would be his。 Hornblower felt the quickening of his pulses； the tensing of his muscles； which he had known of old at the prospect of danger。 Nearly a year had gone by since the last time he had experienced those symptoms； when he had entered the great cabin of the Victory to hear the verdict of the court martial which might have condemned him to death。 He felt he did not like this promise of peril； this prospect of enormous responsibility； he had visualized nothing like this when he drove up at noon that day so gaily to receive his orders。 It would be for this that he would be leaving Barbara's love and friendship； the life of a country squire； the tranquillity and peace of his newly…won home。
Yet even while he sat there； almost despairing； almost disconsolate； the lure of the problems of the future began to make itself felt。 He was being given a free hand by the Admiralty … he could not plain on that score。 Reval froze in December； Kronstadt often in November。 While the ice lasted he would have to base himself farther down the Baltic。 Did Lubeck ever freeze？ In any case it would be better to …Hornblower abruptly pushed his chair back from the table； quite unconscious of what he was doing。 For him to think imaginatively while sitting still was quite impossible； he could do it for no longer than he could hold his breath； such a parison was the more apt because if he was pelled to sit still when his brain was active he exhibited some of the characteristic symptoms of slow strangulation … his blood pressure mounted； and he thrashed about restlessly。
To…night there was no question of having to sit still； having pushed back his chair he was able to pace up and down the room； from the table to the window and back again； a walk quite as long and perhaps more free from obstacles than he had known on many a quarter…deck。 He had hardly begun when the sitting…room door opened quietly and Brown peered in through the crack； his attention attracted by the sound of the chair scraping on the floor。 For Brown one glance was enough。 The Captain had begun to walk； which meant that he would not be going to bed for a very long time。
Brown was an intelligent man who used his brains on this job of looking after the Captain。 He closed the door again quietly； and waited a full ten minutes before entering the room。 In ten minutes Hornblower had got well into the swing of his walk and his thoughts were pursuing a torrential course from which they could not easily be diverted。 Brown was able to creep into the room without distracting his master … indeed； it would be very hard to say if Hornblower knew he entered or not。 Brown； timing his moves accurately against the Captain's crossings of the room； was able to reach the candles and snuff them … they had begun to gutter and to smell horribly …and then to reach the fireplace and put more coal on the fire； which had died down to red embers。 Then he was able to make his way out of the room and settle down to a long wait； usually the Captain was a considerate master who would not dre