Mary grinned broadly at Elaine, but made sure the Mate couldn't see her face.  "I don' think there's anythin' to find, the Mate's just checkin' to see if we do a proper job of lookin',i betcha.  Just look for frays, not little fibers, all ropes have those, somethin 'you could pinch together with your finger tips.  Don't worry about tryin' ta smell for rot, it be hid by the tar unless you really know what to sniff for.  If I find any, Il let you catch a whiff.  But I won't, not on this ship.  They take care o' her."  Mary heeds her own words.  She is meticulous in her search for damage.