<strong>The Hawk</strong><br/><hr/><br/>Hawkes took out his handkerchief and wiped the spit off his face with a dangerous calm. He expected Macheath's reaction, but he didn't want to do anything until the other girls were out. He turned around, and said to the girls<strong>"You'd agree she needs a few days of special treatment before she can join you all." </strong><br/><br/>Not waiting for any response, he asked Macheath,<strong>"Commander, escort them out please, and between yourself and Harden, take them to their workstations."</strong>And after a brief pause, added,<strong>"Miss Ophelia wouldn't be needing you before half an hour or so. I'll take the gag." </strong><br/><br/>After the commander had stepped out with the girls, Hawkes locked the door from inside. He walked over to Ophelia, and turning her around, forced the gag in place again. He was grateful her hands were tied behind her, else the struggle would have been considerably worse. Assured that she was now in no position to speak, he walked over to get a chair, and placed it right before her. He lit a cigar before sitting down.<br/><br/>Hawkes took the first few puffs in silence, as though contemplating what all he could do with the prisoner. And then he said,<strong>"If you think being displayed naked before hundreds of crewmen is a horrible punishment, the next half an hour is going to be worse."</strong>