In for a paenny, in for a poind.  Mary swallowed, straighened up to her full diminuitive height and stepped close to Captain Govad's table, well within his line of sight.<br/><br/>"Captain Govad, Mr. Devereux tells me ye're recruiting sailors.  I'm a tops'lman and marksman.  I know my way about the high rigging and know ropes and knots, ropework in general.  And I can shoot damn well.  Ye got a place  for me?  My partner too, but he can make his own case to ye."<br/>