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he demanded of Mrs Flinders. "He's very fond of little John," she explained. "Mmn
. I have an idea he stops short of the Franklins. He's very fond of little Ann,"
observed the doctor dryly. "Well, Matthew, they're only children playing games." "
For children of that age, my dear, the game is falling in love. I've played it myself. I
know. Send Sam to hire me a hack." On i October the blow fell, the dreaded letter,
the longed- for letter, from the Navy Board. Midshipman Matthew Flinders must
Had it not been for him, in the aching years that followed, Matthew Flinders could
never have lived them through. Napoleon's star was rising, and war hostility
growing. The festival bells were always ringing for this or that triumph, the guns
barking victory, and the negroes pelting flowers in the streets. A huge French fleet
was on the way, they said, to show who was mistress of the seas. Looking out
from the flat roof on the King of England's birthday, somebody noticed the British
work done and Mrs Major's address in his pocket, Sir Joseph Banks and Captain
Matthew Flinders, patron and protege, sat face to face in silence for a moment.
There was restraint between them. For Banks, Flinders had failed. For Flinders,
Banks. "I had hoped, Sir Joseph, that my promised promotion to the rank of post-
captain would date from the period of my imprisonment — a catastrophe, I assure
you sir, that was no fault of mine. I understand from the Navy Office that it dates
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Ernestine Hill was a mid-century Australian author who has become – not exactly forgotten, but certainly not much known outside her home country, and little enough read even there. She was mostly a ... Read full review