But to me, who had barely heard a spoken word for close on twenty days, the effect was stunning, and I could only sit and watch dazedly, while my head spun round with the uproar.
Food was served out presently--well-cooked meat and sweet coarse bread, and a mug of wine to every man, myself among the rest.

There was no lessening of the noise while they ate and drank, and I ate with the rest, and by degrees found my thoughts working reasonably.
I was at all events alive, and it is better to be alive than dead.
I was on a French ship of war, and that, from all points of view, save one, was better than being on a King's ship.
The one impossible point in the matter was that I was an Englishman on a ship whose mission in life must be to fight Englishmen.

And that I never would do, happen what might, and it seemed to me that the sooner this matter was settled the better.
Discipline on a ship under the Republican flag was, I knew, very different from that on our own ships.

The principles of Liberty, Equality, and Fraternity, if getting somewhat frayed and threadbare, still tempered the treatment of the masses, and so long as men reasonably obeyed orders, and fought when the time came, little more was expected of them, and they were left very much to themselves.
That was no doubt the reason why I had not so far, since I recovered my wits, come across anyone in authority, which I was now exceedingly anxious to do.
It was almost dark, outside the ship as well as inside, when I spied one who seemed, from his dress and bearing, something above the rest, and I made my way to him.
"Will you be so good as to tell me where I sleep, monsieur ?" I asked.
"Same place as you slept last night, my son." "I would be quite willing--" "Ah tiens! you are the latest bird." "At your service, monsieur." "Come with me, and I'll get you a hammock and show you where to sling it." And as he was getting it for me, I asked him the name of the ship and where she was going.
"The _Josephine_, 40-gun frigate, bound for the West Indies." Then I proffered my request-- "Can you procure me an interview with the captain, monsieur ?" "What for ?" "I have some information to give him--information of importance." "You can give it to me." "No--to the captain himself, or to no one." He looked at me critically and said curtly, "B'en, mon gars, we will see!" which might mean anything--threat or promise.

But my thoughts during the night only confirmed me in my way.
Next morning after breakfast the same man came seeking me.
"Come then," he said, "and say your say," and he led me along to the quarterdeck, where the captain stood with some of his officers.