The Chronicles of William John Brickell the Second: Vol 2 – Manipulation and Trickery

By Stephen Hanisch

The Chronicles of William John Brickell the Second, Volume 2: Manipulation and Trickery, continues the historical fiction adventure series by Stephen Hanisch. This novel is categorized as ‘fact-ton’, blending non-fiction narrative history with storytelling flair. The author retells a subject’s memoir, maintaining factual accuracy while adding enriched dialogue and physical descriptions beyond established facts.

In this sequel, our diverse group of characters embarks on a perilous mission to dismantle a cross-continental smuggling ring. They find themselves both the hunters and the hunted, as those threatened by their efforts relentlessly pursue them. The narrative escalates in intensity as gunshots ring out and deceptions deeper than the Atlantic Ocean come to light.

Their journey to uncover the true identities of the culprits takes them from Spain to England and to the coast of France and North Africa. Terrifying decisions test the mettle of William and his friends and crew, but the bond between them all only grows stronger as the hunt continues.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Austin Macauley Publishers
• Release date: Feb 2, 2024
• ISBN: 9781035809646

Stephen Hanisch

Stephen Hanisch discovered a love for writing early in life, but had to change direction and his passion for writing went on the back burner. Through many sports and family activities, adventures were always on his mind and it was later in life that he was able to continue writing. The characters in this book are a combination of what he had experienced in life as a person, family man, friend and through the people he met combined with his imagination.

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Chapter 1

Lisbon

It was in the Year of our Lord 1843 that I, William Brickell, returned to Lisbon from Madrid. I had only been away a week or so but things had changed during my pursuit to find my father and Lord Brindley. On the day of my return, I had not stopped the coach by the tavern but instead I told the driver to go down to the Lisbon docks where at the time ships were being unloaded and new cargo loaded. But that was not the reason for my stopping there.

Stepping out of the coach, I thanked the driver and threw him a coin for good measure. No, the reason was of a curious nature. I remember that I had stood in this spot what now seemed so long ago, to see cargo on the docks but no ships in sight. I recalled when I was working for Mr Brindley my window faced the docks so I could see everything that went on. It was on one morning, which I had done so many mornings before, entered my office to begin the boring task of sorting papers that while glancing out I noticed cargo on the dock. It had not been there the day before nor was there any ships in port and although at the time I was puzzled by it, had paid little or no attention to it. Now, however, it made me wonder how it arrived there. This was my first dilemma to the task that the Count and Lord Wilson had placed before me.

I began to walk around the dock to occasionally glance over the side of the dock edge to where the beach ran true along the shore. There certainly was no way a cart could bring the cargo this way so I continued casually walking about until coming up to Mr Porter’s office. He was inside concentrating on his papers for the day so I walked in to say hello.

Mr Porter, I see you are hard at it, as usual.

He glanced up somewhat surprised by my intrusion. Mr Brickell, isn’t it?

I go by William!

Yes, of course; well, William, how are you this day? enquired Mr Porter.

Curious Mr Porter, very curious.

In what way William? he asked.

Oh it is nothing that would concern you. Are you more settled in your work now Mr Porter?

Yes, thanks to you. For a while there I thought I would be taken to prison but they decided to allow me to continue with my work. I knew it was you that helped me that day, but I never saw you again until now. So, I am thanking you, William, for what you did for my family.

Just stay on the right path Mr Porter and report any unusual matters and you will be fine. Oh by the way Mr Porter where did you say you lived? I cannot recall it.

I will show you William.

Mr Porter rose from his chair and walked with me outside the office. Then pointed over to the shipping office he continued speaking.

There is a road, small but well used behind the office. The local folk here use it to travel and carry goods to and fro from Toledo and Barcelona from time to time.

That’s strange, as all the time I was working here I never knew it existed. Why doesn’t the coach use it Mr Porter?

It is too rough for the liking of the richer folk around here William. The coach drivers also prefer to travel a different but smoother path than that.

Well, thanks for that enlightening bit of information Mr Porter. I will be in Lisbon for a while so I hope to see you again.

Anytime William.

With that said Mr Porter walked back into his office to continue his work while I walked slowly over to the old shipping office which was now controlled by others who I did not know. The Spanish soldiers had long gone, though their presence was felt throughout the town. I did not wish to bother or enter the office at this point nor introduce myself to the persons inside. However, I did wish to see the road that Mr Porter spoke about. This was a curious fact which had eluded me for so long.

Walking around the other side of the office I could see the entrance to the road. Though in the past it had probably only looked like an alleyway at first glance. I walked between the buildings to the back where to my surprise there lay a rough but passable road leading up the hill. Glancing back, I could see how a cart could easily pass between the buildings and the road. Now as I started to walk, it was as Mr Porter had said, not for coach. But for a cart? Well that was a different matter indeed. So, I contemplated, was this another way to Barcelona?

This road would be something that we would have to investigate further by using it to head out of town. But no coach could be taken therefore horses would be needed, a thing in which I would have to look into. It was by chance that by walking up the road a ways I found another smaller road linking onto it. It seemed to me that it headed back to town, so I began to walk along it but the road seemed to decline. I stopped and returned back the way I had come until I had once more entered the alleyway which brought me back to the main road. I then headed for the tavern where hopefully my friends would be.

It seemed like old times walking up the road towards the tavern. So many times had I done it in vain, but no more, my reasons were now of a different nature and that made all the difference. I had finally reached the tavern now and on entering found it to be quiet and sombre. No one was about. My friends, nor Elizabeth or John were to be seen.

Welcome back William, a familiar voice said from inside the kitchen just behind the bar. Only a head could be seen which of course was good enough for me to know it was John.

Hello John it is good to be back this day. Where are my friends?

They still be in bed this morn.

I see; I had forgotten the time as I had travelled all night to be here.

Would thee be wanting some morning meal and ale William? I was just making some for meself.

That sounds a treat John.

Well sit yourself down and we will have it together and you can tell me what thee has been up to.

With that said and from old habit, I walked directly over to my old table which I had done so many times previously but now it seemed not for a very long time. But it felt right somehow, sitting on my favourite chair and at my favourite table. Funny how some things never change. It was not long before John had returned from the kitchen carrying a large platter with mugs of ale and plates of eggs with pork and fresh bread aplenty. This was indeed a good start to my day.

He sat down and for a moment we said very little while eating the food set before us. I was indeed hungry and the ale was as I remembered it.

So, William, what did they want you in Madrid for?

It seemed that my work has been extended some John.

Thee means thee be off again on a new adventure William?

Of some sort John. There are things which need to be finalised and it seems I’m the man to do it.

Smuggling it be William?

Indeed so John. I’m afraid that the ring is still a very great concern to our countries.

I was speaking with Bill last night William. He spoke of your father and a Lord Brindley, Elizabeth’s father. Would they be the matter at hand?

That they would John. It seems that they may have other ports to smuggle their goods to and from.

Aye! The devil they be William. Thee can’t get a break thee can’t. Do the others know yet William?

No! That will be my next problem at hand. I hope that they will be willing to follow me once more into the unknown of all this mess.

They will William. Be sure of that.

So we sat there for a time talking of other things like Annie and his son. The house they lived in and of other such things of no great importance. It was about, I suppose, a half an hour later did the first of my friends slumber down the steps of the tavern. Bill was rubbing his head and I could tell he had drunk heavily on the ale last night.

Bill, your old bugger, come on over and see who be back! shouted John.

Bill glanced around in a daze for a moment then cried. William! Lad, thee be back! It be bloody good to be seeing thee this day. John, how say thee to an ale or two?

John and I laughed. It was old Bill’s way, but what could one do but to enjoy an ale with my old friend.

Aye! I will be getting thee some Bill. Sit thee-self down. Would thee also be wishing some food?

Aye! John that would be what me stomach wants.

So Bill sat down in the chair that John vacated to tell me of things, but more so to ask me questions.

Let us wait on the others Bill so I do not have to repeat myself more than necessary.

Aye! William, that be true words you speak. Pete and Stewart, I spoke to in the hallway. They will be down soon. But I be not sure of Elizabeth. She sleeps in late these days.

How is she going Bill?

Aye! She be missing you some William. But we all have been taking care of her. Thee need not worry William, Bill paused as he spotted Pete and Stewart coming down the stairway. Ah here they be now William. Pete! Stewart! Over here it be William, shouted Bill happily.

At the time they had been speaking to each other and had now stopped to see what Bill was shouting about.

It be William! Pete replied.

At last William, you are back and by the looks of you, you have things to tell us? questioned Stewart on their approach to Bill and me.

And it is good to see you too Stewart, I said sarcastically. Pete, you are looking well.

Aye! It be a good life for me, but I feel things are a changing William? wisely remarked Pete.

Not really Pete but please both of you sit down and have your meal while I go upstairs to see where Elizabeth is.

She be in your room William, remarked John on his return.

Thanks John I will be back in a minute.

They all laughed for reasons I could only guess. But I was not in the mood to play games this day, so I said nothing and walked up the stairs to the hallway. I walked all the way to the end until I came to my room which I was pleased to know that when I tried to turn the knob and open the door, that it was locked. I had given Elizabeth the key to the door so I knocked upon it in hope that she was not in too deep a sleep.

Yes, who is it?

It’s me Elizabeth.

That was all I had to say for her to unlock the door and upon doing so I found that she was draped with a blanket to cover her nude body. She pulled me into the room and closed the door as she pushed me against it. The blanked dropped to the floor as she began to kiss me and all the while undressed me where I stood. I had not intentionally planned for this to happen, but her nude slender curves and the silkiness of her body rubbing against me made my hands go out of control. This of course made me hasten my need to undress quicker so that I could taste the sweetness of her body.

Before I had realised it we were on the bed. I parted her legs while allowing my mouth to taste each sweet morsel as I slid up against her body until I had entered her and her cries of passion rumbled through the room. It ended with us both panting and sweating as we were once again happy to just be in each other’s arms.

I missed you so my darling William.

I too you Elizabeth, though it was only a short time away it felt like an eternity without you.

We lay there for a time but she instinctively knew that something was on my mind and in her own way asked me about it. Though I said there were things to tell her I said it would be best if said with the others present. I did tell her about my honours and lands given as a reward, though in truth the Isle of Wight was her home. But I suppose it would still be hers for what I had was hers anyway. We joked about the lord and head of the mansion and we were both in agreement that it would never be a part of what we had planned for each other. No, we were what we wanted to be and had no need for titles and such. Of this we spoke and more as we dressed to go down to the others. It was Elizabeth, if my memory serves me correctly, that insisted that we lived here in the tavern and though there were finer places we could be, she and I agreed that the land could stay as it was without us.

After unlocking the door, we walked together along the hallway, happy and certainly satisfied until we had reached the top of the staircase where we heard the usual cheering and laughter from our friends below. They stood at the bottom of the stairway as we walked down, poking each other and ribbing us about our time spent together.

Who’s a happy lad then HA! HA! laughed Bill.

I reckon William didn’t have the time to say anything HA! HA! remarked Stewart.

The soldier fired on all…HA…fronts…HA…bet thee, Pete said while laughing.

HA! HA! My friends what can I? A man does what a man does, I replied reaching the bottom of the staircase.

And well too! HA! HA! Elizabeth retorted with a smile.

They all laughed as I turned a slightly colour of red.

Alright, I think he be needing an ale, John remarked with some relief from me.

We all walked back to the table where once again we sat down, but this time I had things which needed to be said. John had cleaned the table and asked Elizabeth if she was hungry. He then went away to bring us ale and food for Elizabeth.

It is good to see you all again my friends but there are decisions to be made and rewards to be had, I said reaching into my pocket I revealed three seal papers.

What be this? asked Bill as I gave then one each.

The King of Spain has rewarded you all with titles and land. But he has pleaded for us to continue our fight and search for the lord and my father and break up any smuggling rings we can find. Captain Santiago Fendo will be in port soon with our ship and crew. It was asked of us to use any means to overcome this smuggling ring once and for all. But I could only speak for myself and Elizabeth. My friends, you now have a decision to make. Further riches can come your way but with that more danger. I feel we will need all our skills in this continuing adventure. But as I have said, you have land and titles and could be very happy. It is your choice.

An unusual quietness filled the room. Even when John on his return placed the ale and food on the table had said nothing, only walked away, for he knew this was not a time for him to be there. I suppose it was only five minutes before they spoke but to me it seemed like an eternity while waiting for their reply.

Aye! William, this be a good piece of land and if I be retiring then I have use for it. But I be not, so I be holding on to this for a day I be needing it. Aye! Lad it be adventure I seek with thee and that be what I be doing.

Thanks Bill, I knew I could count on you.

Aye! I be like Bill, William. If this be all I seek I could be back in me own tavern No! I be with thee too, replied Pete.

And you Stewart? I asked.

Don Stewart HA! If you don’t mind. HA! Don! What a joke. What would I do with that? No William, I’m not quite ready to call it a day yet. So, I’m afraid you’re stuck with me.

HA! Stewart, sorry Don Stewart HA! I’m happy you are staying. I turned to Elizabeth for I felt a need to ask her the same, but she stopped me by placing her hand over my mouth.

Don’t you dare William.

Alright Elizabeth, I replied acknowledging her meaning. I then went on to tell them the full tale of my meeting with the Count and Lord Wilson. How Spasio would be remaining in Spain to help us there and of Santiago who would be in port any day now. I also enlightened them on the idea I had come up with regarding the road behind the docks and of my suspicions that my father had not returned to New England as we thought, but had travelled up the coast somewhere to a safe port to re-group.

So, where do we start William? asked Elizabeth curiously.

Good question Elizabeth. John have you a map of the country?

Yes, William, I’ll get it for you, replied John from behind the bar.

What I think we will do is get some horses and follow the road to, Ah! Thank you John, I said as John passed the rolled up map to me. I unrolled it and placed the mugs of ale at the corners to keep it from moving.

Let me see! Yes, there is the road and it looks like it heads for Badajoz, then there is a place further called Toledo, then Barcelona. Right, so what will happen is that we will check out these places in the hope of finding out something which gives us a clue of the smugglers path.

But they would not be using that now William. Lisbon is under guard, Stewart remarked.

You are right Stewart, but we have to find out where the cargo was coming from. Once we know that, then we can figure out where they are taking it now.

So, thee thinks it be still happening William?

Indeed I do Bill, but the question is where is it going now? These people are smart. They have fingers in every place. There must be a backup plan. They are no fools for sooner or later they will have to move and I recon we can catch them once they start on the move again.

So thee thinks that Lord Brindley and your father are shipping the cargo to other ports William?

That I do Pete and I still believe that there are ports in England that they are shipping cargo from here to there. Somehow they have worked out another passage to move their cargo through.

So, where does Santiago come into the picture William? Elizabeth asked.

That question I can only answer Elizabeth when he arrives here. He was on-route here when I was in Madrid, so I would have thought he would have been here by now. There’s no point me saying anything more until he gets here. So John? I called out.

Yes William?

Can you please come over here?

Sure! I’ll bring some more ale for thee all as well William.

It was only moments before John had come back to us. He poured out the ale from a jug for everyone, then asked me what I wanted.

John do you know where we can buy horses?

Indeed I do William. Thee be finding them at the Blacksmith’s place.

Where would that be John?

Thee know where Jacko’s place is William?

Of course I do John.

Well turn right and head down to the end of the road. Thee can’t miss it. Ask for Jack. He be having all that thee be needing for a good price.

Great, we will see him tomorrow, but for now my friends let us drink our ale and plan our next adventure.

They agreed and for most of the day we did just that, but maybe consuming more ale than planning. HA! But it did not matter as there were times for doing things we liked and times for the more important things. But the day was not wasted. We decided on a plan that would mean splitting us up. One would go to Badajoz while the others would go to the town of Toledo and for Santiago he had the longest journey of all. His ship would sail to the other side of Spain to the Bay of Biscay and dock at port San Sebastian to investigate the town and then return to Barcelona to wait for us. It was indeed a long journey for him but a necessary one and though it was only a feeling I had, I could not overlook it. I suppose it was mid-afternoon when my friend Santiago and his crew entered the tavern.

Bebidas para toda mi tripulacion y comida.

Si! Capitan Santiago, one of the crew men replied.

Aye! Santiago! said John happily. Good seeing thee again. Your friends are waiting for you over there. Meanwhile I will get your men food and drink as you have asked.

Gracias John!

Santiago left his men who now sat around tables while John promptly brought them wine and food. By now Santiago had reached us. My friends it is good to see you once again.

Yes Capitan Santiago. That suits you, I remarked truthfully.

Si! William, gracias, it was a great honour for me and now we are together once more.

Come, sit down Santiago, requested Stewart.

Santiago grabbed a chair from another table and sat down. So, William, what is our great task this time?

More of the same. I assume Spasio has spoken to you?

Si! William. So, have you a plan?

Indeed. We have a starting point, but first we will drink and eat and talk of what you have been doing.

So we did and laughed and drank and then drank more as the day turned to night. Santiago had been ordered to follow out my instructions and he advised that he and his men had been given money to buy clothing to look and act like sailors and not Spanish soldiers. I think the men under his command enjoyed that the most for it was a rare opportunity for soldiers to live like well-paid crewmen of a ship.

In time I explained to him both my reasons for what we had decided on and the journey he would have to take .In fact what all of us had to undergo. It was the only way I could see how to discover where my father had gone and where the new road for the cargo would lead. There would be no easy way out this time. It still haunted me seeing that cargo on the docks of Lisbon. Where did it come from? But more importantly where was it going?

Señor William, why the other side of Spain? Please, I do not understand what we are looking for?

The reason is clear to me Santiago, for if you could not go to Lisbon then which port is closest to England? And indeed, what we all seek is a sign, the symbol of a white horse’s head. That has been how they mark their cargo and to display it identifies to their men where to come and be safe. So that is what you need to search for in San Sebastian, as we will in Toledo and also Badajoz. It is only a hunch, I agree Santiago, but if I’m right it will start at Barcelona.

Barcelona? remark Santiago surprised.

All indications of it led to there. The perfect port to smuggle from and it is right under the nose of the King!

But William, what if they have stopped their smuggling now? asked Elizabeth.

I don’t think they have. Everyone has assumed that Lisbon was the point of entry but it was the cargo on the dock here, with no ship in sight, which led me to the point we are at now. Mr Porter, the dock officer, confirmed it in his own way. Though he said nothing, his face told a different story. I had spared him from prison and he now will go straight, but he told me of the road, a road I had never seen nor would have if not for him. It was clear that a cart of cargo could go down and back up that road and considering that the coaches do not use it means that no one would be any the wiser of it.

So we begin our search once more Señor William?

Indeed we do Santiago. You leave on the morning tide. We’ll do the same. Once you have achieved your objective return to Barcelona where we will meet again. Any questions?

Aye! William. I have one. If we be finding a sign of this horse what do we do?

A good question Pete. For Santiago, he will do nothing if he finds a tavern or building. If some indication has been found, we then need to know what part of the coast of England they sail too. But for now I assume they are using new towns for I doubt now that they will be using the two towns in which we are going to. But we might be lucky in persuading someone there to disclose the whereabouts of the new towns.

HA William! Persuading that be your way of saying we cut their throats if they don’t talk HA! HA! That be the stuff, laughed Bill.

As you are aware Bill money also has a way of loosening the tongues of people, as you have found out.

That it does William. Indeed it does! remarked Stewart. But what of these horses? I can ride and I’m sure you and Elizabeth can, but what of Pete and Bill?

Thee be calling us sea legs, are thee? exclaimed Pete.

HA! The only horse you have ever seen was on a plate HA! laughed Stewart.

It was a concern to me though that I did not even consider that Pete and Bill might never have ridden a horse before, but I had to admit that it would give us some relief from our journey to see them try. But for now we sat back and drank the ale. The new tavern maids Helen and Suzanne were now a part of our group and from time to time Stewart never gave up trying to woo them into his bed chambers, but funnily enough he tried more so with Helen than Suzanne. But I had to give them their due as they resisted his attempts no matter what money he tried to tempt them with.

But then that was part of who they were. Money was free and the pleasure of it was, in my eyes, part of the enjoyment that lay in between the truth of what we were. The girls were happy and for my friends this made them feel important in their own way. Santiago enjoyed it too, I think, as the girls loved the words he spoke to them. Of course Elizabeth and myself, well, we enjoyed the fun that came from all this. I too knew that for a time things would stay as are were, but once we started digging into the lion’s den, once more our backs would be exposed to being vulnerable to knives and pieces of lead from persons unknown.

Time was also changing in that regard. People were inventing pistols that were changing the way we fought. Deadlier, with more than one shot that could be fired at one time and that needed to change how we would approach our enemies. So in the morning I would go to Jacko’s shop to see if he had any new weapons that we could use. Indeed, I hoped not in my heart, but there was one thing I knew time stopped for no man nor beast and sooner or later our lives would change with it.

Santiago was becoming drunk and it was that which I think made him become restless and wishing to leave. But he did not say it in those words. My friend William. I must be going. Tomorrow will be a busy day and I will need my wits about me.

Alright Santiago, not a problem. You know what we are going to do so I’ll see you in Barcelona.

Señor William, he said as he rose from his chair stumbling slightly as he did so.

Are you alright Santiago? asked Elizabeth concerned.

Si! Señor, señorita. It is the drink I still, how you say it, trouble getting used to it.

HA! Santiago it be only time it be. The ale has a sting to it, remarked Bill.

Yes Santiago; don’t let it get to you, I replied. It will become easier as life goes on Santiago. By the way, remember do not do to or interfere with anything or anyone when you arrive in port.

Si! I will remember, but what if I or my men are questioned about why we made port there?

Say you are seeking cargo. You are free lancers of a nature. Say you carry cargo for people who do not have their own ship.

Si! William, I think I understand you. It will be an interesting game I play. Alright my friends, adios and good hunting.

With that said we all said goodbye to Santiago and he walked over to his men where upon doing so ordered them out of the tavern. They got up happily and now partly speaking English went out with Santiago and that was the last I would see of him until we meet in Barcelona.

By now the tavern was filling with people I had known in the past who called my name and I had small conversations with. It was good to see them all and so the night moved on while John and the girls busily served the people of their needs. Looking around I remember so much but even this place had changed some. The bar had been re-worked along with the front windows now displayed larger glass. The tables, though they were the same, had been repainted with fresh stain and the general decor of the tavern was lit with more lighting of a different nature. But in saying all this, I still felt at home.

I glanced over to my friends who were in deep conversation of tales gone by. Elizabeth who sat next to me was quiet this night. She just listened to the conversation of the others and drank her ale with slowness.

Elizabeth, you are quiet now that Santiago has left.

She turned her head slightly and smiled. Yes, I suppose I am William. It had occurred to me that he was in for a long journey but more so of the danger he may face when he arrives there.

He’ll be fine Elizabeth. If there’s one thing I am sure of is that he can take care of what he does.

But if you are right, might he not be approached by the smugglers to run cargo?

That had occurred to me Elizabeth, but there in itself it would not happen. The smugglers are also too smart for that. But they may test him out and that is where he will have to keep his wits in check. But we will not know what will happen to Santiago until we see him in Barcelona. There he can tell us his tale.

Though I think I had curbed Elizabeth’s concerns some, I had lied about one thing. I had not thought of the fact that he may be involuntarily coerced into a situation that may cause him issues. But I had to believe in my friend and so I thought no more of it.

Will thee be wishing more ale William? John said suddenly breaking my thoughts.

I looked up and replied. Yes for me this night but I am not sure for my friends. Bill! Pete! Stewart! Are you in for more ale?

Aye! they all replied happily.

And food John if thee be able? remarked Pete.

I turned to Elizabeth who seemed half-asleep. Elizabeth do you want more ale?

No thank you, William, I will just sit here against you and listen to the conversation.

Alright my darling, but if you are tired why not go to bed?

I am tired, William, but I want to stay with you for now.

I would like that my love. John ale for all, but Elizabeth.

That be me pleasure William. Maybe Elizabeth would like a hot drink. It be newly made by a bean, good taste and helps waken the spirits.

Yes, that sounds nice John I will have that, replied Elizabeth.

A drink made from a bean? I would like to have a taste when you get it Elizabeth, I remarked. I had not known of such a drink, though I only drank ale which was probably why I knew nothing of other drinks. But that was me, I did what I wished in that regard. From that very first ale as a lad, till now, it had been my drink and I trusted it. It helped me wonder the times away. But it also opened the doors to possibilities which I may not have thought of at the time. It relaxed me so I could sleep for more times than not, my concerns of my work kept me from it. It caused me to ponder upon the past and sparked new ideas and that in my case was the more important truth of it all.

John returned with our drinks, ale for the men and this dark drink for Elizabeth. Warm and steaming he placed it before her. Elizabeth glanced down at it. I could tell she was unsure of it but John encouraged her to try it. So, with that, she picked up the mug and took at first small sips. Then smiled and had more.

I told thee Elizabeth that thee would like it, remarked John happily.

Here William, have a drink. It is quite nice, different but somehow you want more.

I did as Elizabeth had requested and found it indeed had a taste to it. A flavour of its own. Bitter but sweet to the taste and indeed Elizabeth was correct in saying it made you want more. But in my thoughts only, I preferred my ale and passed it back to her.

Thanks, you are right it is different, but not for me. But, nevertheless John thanks but I will stay with my old friend for my morning meal.

I thought I would have you try it, William, but I know thee likes the ale better.

Let me taste it lass! asked Bill who placed his hand out. She handed it over to him where-upon he took a drink. Aye! It be as thee say, William, but I thinks too, I be staying with me ale.

The others also had a try of it with similar reactions. We all agreed it was pleasant but politely declined any more of it. We had to face it, we were ale drinkers and that was that. I felt sorry for poor Elizabeth though, for her drink was almost gone by the time she received it back. But she did not mind though as I think a smile came to her face when Bill spat it out. So the night fell as the morning came upon us once more. All my friends went to bed, as did Elizabeth and I, with a sleep that I had not had for a long time.

My window was open allowing the cool sea air to drift in as we snuggled together in our bed, comfortable, warm and feeling safe. But as all things are in life the safety of our home would be no more than a fleeting moment in time. For the next morning, we would have to begin our journey, but not before we had our meal. Elizabeth and I arose from our bed feeling happy, strangely enough, considering what the day would hold. Washing ourselves then dressing for the day we laughed about things which I could not remember now. But at the time I suppose they were of a private nature. It did not matter really as I stood by the window waiting for Elizabeth to finish dressing. I loved the view from our window and I think I always did. But as Elizabeth came over to me somehow everything even felt better.

See what I mean Elizabeth? You can see down to the harbour and beyond to the open sea.

It is beautiful my darling. It is a shame we have to leave it so soon.

Indeed, but that is our life and would you have it any other way?

She smiled kissing me tenderly. No, my darling I love what we do and besides we will be back before we know it right?

That we will but first things first. Elizabeth, after our morning meal I want to see Jacko.

Why?

I wish to see if any new pistols have come to his attention. Also, I have an idea of a pistol which only he can make.

Will he have time to do so before we leave this day William?

Indeed not! But we will return to Lisbon before we dig too deeply.

I’m not sure what you mean William, but you know what you are doing.

I laughed at that, which confused her some more. It was only my sense of humour which made me do so for I at this stage had no idea of what I was going to do. Indeed, at this time, I only had thoughts which were unproven and not quite thought out yet. But nevertheless I left it at that. Not explaining to her nor concerning myself about it. I figure that in time all would slot into place, well that was the plan. We now moved over to the door and upon unlocking it proceeded out into the hallway. Closing the door again behind us we walked together in conversation of no importance heading for the stairs. Funnily enough it was along the way that we ended up sharing the hallway with our friends who had also come out of their rooms.

Morning William! Elizabeth! Sleep well? asked Stewart.

Like a baby Stewart. What say you?

Indeed, one of the best I’ve had for a time, he replied while stretching his arms out.

Morning Pete! Bill! Did you sleep well?

Aye! William, as thee said, like a baby.

Aye! Too William! remarked Pete. That be a good bed I be in and the sea breeze be to me liking. I now see why thee like this place William.

It has its own flavour Pete that is for sure. Well, I don’t know about you my friends but I am wishing some food.

They all agreed with me so we continued along the hallway and down the staircase only to come face to face with John who was carrying a tray that had hot food on it.

I thought thee be coming down now. I have hot food for all so go and sit thee self-down.

Thanks John. How was your night?

Slept well, William, though Annie be up with me son late in the night.

That be the curse of children John.

Aye! Bill but Annie has all day to sleep.

By now we had all walked over to the table we shared last night and sat down. The sun shone through the windows this fine morning giving us the warmth that we all enjoyed.

So, what will thee be up to this day William?

We take a ride to Badajoz this day than on to Toledo.

So, I won’t be expecting thee for a time William?

No John. Unfortunately, we have places to go so it maybe a month or so before our return, I replied.

Indeed thee have an adventurous life my friends, remarked John as he walked off to get more food and drink.

So, William, we be getting horses this day?

That we will Stewart, but first I wish to drop in on Jacko to see if he has new weapons of sorts. Besides I could do with a new knife and some shot.

Aye! William, I think you be right there, remarked Bill I lost me good knife and pistol in the last battle, so I be looking for new ones to replace them.

Aye! Bill be right! said Pete. By the looks of it we might be all in needs of weapons of a kind.

Well, then we will all go there. Oh, by the way my friends I have been re-thinking what we should do Remember I said we split up and go to separate towns.

Aye! they remarked causally.

Well, in thinking it may be safer if we stay together. I am not sure what we are likely to get ourselves into. But it may be better if there is trouble, that we can look after each other’s backs. What do you think?

Absolutely William! It may be the better of the two. Safety in numbers, remarked Stewart.

Stewart be right he be. Aye agree, said Bill.

What say you Pete? I asked.

Aye! You be on the money William. I think thee be a good Captain so I take it as you say.

Good. Elizabeth you have not said a word. Are you alright with everything or is there something you would add?

She glanced at me with a smile. Oh that smile said it all. She would follow me to hell and back if that was my wish, but she agreed anyway.

Alright then, let us sit back and have our food and drink for we have this day to ride to the town we seek.

Chapter 2

Badajoz

All agreed and with John returning with the food and ale and that black drink for Elizabeth, which in truth I could not tell, whether she liked it or not. We conversed on simple matters and then once finished our meal, decided it was time to move on.

Well John, we will see you sooner or later, I said, satisfied with my meal and eager to start our journey.

Well, I’ll have thee rooms cleaned and locked up till you return William. My friends, be careful as I wish to see thee all back here again.

HA! We’ll be fine John, laughed Stewart. I have old bulls with me to keep me from harm HA!

We all laughed but Stewart was punched about by Pete and Bill. Aye! Better bulls than steer that be for sure, said Pete.

Aye! Pete, all pretty he be, but with no powder in his pistol HA! He be needing us that be for sure.

Very funny HAA! remarked Stewart embarrassed.

With that we said our good-byes to John and walked out of the tavern still laughing at Stewart. By now the road had filled some with the local folk going about their daily lives and as they did we walked down towards the bank while I checked my pockets for money. I was pleasantly surprised as I had forgotten about the money Spasio had given me in Madrid. It was quite a sum but with all that had been going on and indeed the need of that money was not important as we all still had gold coin from the last adventure. Though again most of that went to the bank and Annie and John’s new house. So, it was in fact now I suppose that we were in need of it. Better using that then our own money I thought. But I said nothing for now, for indeed, walking along the road was hardly a good place to start handing out money.

We had now reached the corner and turned to head for Jacko’s shop. After that we would go to the Blacksmith’s for horses. At this point I had no idea of what the horses would cost, but it mattered not for there was no other way to get to where we wished to go. On thinking of this our trip to Jacko’s shop had been quick and that was why I like to think as I walked. We entered the shop and our first happy greeting from Jacko himself.

Well; well will it be me old friend and companions. William, have not seen thee for a time my friend and who be with thee Bill! Me old friend and I remember your Lass. You be Elizabeth if I not be mistaken. As for these two? Good to see new faces, welcome.

I walked over to Jacko and shook his hand. Yes Jacko, it is great to see you again. I meant to come earlier but things have moved faster as always. Oh! By the way this is Pete my good friend from England.

It be a pleasure to meet thee Pete.

They shook hands. And you know old Bill.

Indeed, but who be this fine gentleman? asked Jacko.

This is Stewart. He has been a good friend and companion of mine for many a year.

Well, Stewart I see you are a gentleman I’m sure and it be me great pleasure to be your friend. I can see how you and William are alike, of that I be certain, thee two have trouble in your eyes HA! But Lass you have blossomed like a flower, it seems since we meet so long ago.

Yes, Jacko I have my darling William, now and I could not be happier.

So, what can Jacko do for all thee this day?

Well for me Jacko, I said looking around the shop. I was wondering if you may have any of those new pistols.

Ah! Keeping up with the times I see William.

It is a matter of necessity, Jacko!

Well come over here, said Jacko standing near a counter.

I walked over to the counter as did the others. Jacko walked around the counter then into the back area and disappeared for a moment only to re-appear with a beautiful array of pistols.

As you can see, William, these pistols use a cap instead of flint. Two barrels are some. But the improvement is this small cap. No more priming the box and easier to reload.

May I have a look? I asked Jacko. He handed it over to me. Certainly it was well balanced but lighter than I expected it would have been. I passed it to the others so they too could see it.

It is quite light Jacko, remarked Stewart.

Aye! Stewart, it be of better metal. Lighter and stronger, aye the world be changing in pistols. I heard in the New Colony that they have pistols that fire more than two leads and they have powder with the lead itself.

Indeed, that will change things Jacko, I said while handing back the pistol.

Aye! It be, but what will be will be William.

So, how much for the pistol Jacko?

Fifty pounds, William, but it comes with a holster like the one you be wearing. I made it in thinking that you would like it.

That I do my friend also I’m looking for new knives. In fact, we all are this day.

Well, have a look about my friends there be plenty to choose from.

They began to look around the shop for particular items while I had other things to speak with Jacko about. The item of my interest was a weapon that would serve my needs in a much subtler way from the usual weapons I carried. It, as I described it to Jacko was a small straight pistol, but with a spring loading action so a knife blade could be placed down the barrel. So, when the spring was released by a trigger it would fly straight and true to its mark.

Aye! William, that be possible, but it would take me some time to make it. Would cost though, but I can see where you could use it. I will see what I can come up with. When will thee be needing it?

Not for a time, it will be some month before I return here Jacko so you should have plenty of time before I will be requiring it.

So, with that agreed on, I gave Jacko money for my knives and new pistols. I had also for now handed over my old pistol to be changed from flint to cap. It made sense to do so and though I liked the old one the newer models fit snuggly under my coat. As for my friends, they all chose different weapons to suit their needs, but I was eager to see how this double barrel pistol of mine would work, but that would have to wait. For my knives, I always allowed Bill to choose them for me for he was the expert in this matter and besides I felt badly for losing my others in the battle at the Isle of Wight. However that was a thing which could not be helped at the time.

But I think Bill understood, as he picked out some nice knives for both of us, including Elizabeth. Also he decided on a pistol to his liking as did Stewart and Pete but Elizabeth had come across a smaller pistol with many barrels and was certainly taken by it.

Jacko! This pistol here how does it work?

It be similar to Williams, but smaller. Use it when close fighting you can turn the barrels as you fire it. Or thee can just fire all of them at the same time. It be good for thee Elizabeth, as a backup pistol or when thee be close to someone. Aye! It be for thee I thinks!

Alright Jacko I’ll have it plus this pistol and a new knife that Bill gave me.

So, will thee be paying for all this William?

Certainly, all of it Jacko, I replied. So, what do I owe you then?

Let me see, the knives are this much, he said working it out in his head. And the pistols, plus powder caps and refills, your powder bags for all. Uh! I’ll throw in the holster for thee and the sharpen of thee swords. Well I be thinking three hundred pounds.

Good enough Jacko, I reached into my coat and revealed some money then counted it out into Jacko’s hand… For this was only a small amount considering that I was carrying five thousand pounds. By now we all had given Jacko our swords to be repaired and as we waited I decided to give out some of the remaining money to my friends.

Alright my friend that was three hundred for the weapons so that gives you all five hundred pounds for now to do what you wish with. We still have horses to buy as well.

I handed them the money but Elizabeth would not take it at first. No, William! You have it I’ll be fine.

No Elizabeth! You will take it like the others as you never know when you will be needing money and besides, you are part of this group and in saying that you are entitled to everything we are. Is that clearly understood? I had said strong words to her but I felt it was a necessary thing to do at the time.

Alright, William, I’ll take the money if you think it’s the right thing to do for us?

I do my darling Elizabeth, I smiled as I could not stay angry at her. Elizabeth placed the money under her clothing in a pocket unseen.

By now Jacko had sharpened all the swords and we were ready to continue our journey. So, I and my friends said our thanks and I reminded Jacko about the weapon I needed. He assured me that it would be ready for me once we had returned, so with that we walked out of the shop and headed for the Blacksmith whom I recall as being named Jack. If my memory also served me correctly it was around the corner from Jacko’s shop and down to the end of the road which, it indeed did.

As we drew closer we could hear the hammering of metal against metal which guided us to the front of the shop where a large man stained with black and sweat from the coal fire stood inside. He looked up at us as we got closer and he stopped hammering. He placed what looked like a horse’s shoe back in the fire of red hot coals and walked with hammer in hand over to us.

So, what can I do for you fine gentlemen and lady? he asked in a rough tone.

We seek horses! Would you be Jack? John from the tavern said you could fill our needs? I replied politely.

So, John sent thee. Yes, I know him, he be a good man at best. So, horses you be needing this fine morning?

Aye! Horses for all of us it be, remarked Bill.

He looked at Bill. HA! Thee be sea lovers thee be. What do you want with land horses. I thought you only rode sea horses HA! HA! Jack laughed his belly off, but Bill was not impressed with the wit of this man and it was only I, that stopped it going any further than it did.

HA! Very good Jack, but I need good strong horses to travel over land this day and saddles to fit all.

Yes, it be William Brickell, would it not?

Indeed so Sir, do you know me? I enquired.

No heard, for a better word, but all good from the local folk around town. Yes, I have all that you need but it be cash in hand this day.

It will be Jack, pick your finest horses and have them ready as we need to be on our way.

I paid the sum which he asked and with that done he walked back into the stables. We stood there for a time, I can’t exactly say how long it was, but Bill and Pete were beginning to be on edge with this all. I think they were more concerned that they had never ridden on a horse before this day, was more to the point, and mind you it would have help if Stewart’s wit did not curb their fears instead of increasing it.

You have to be careful Pete! Bill! These creatures will bite you given half the chance.

Thee be joking Stewart surely? Pete said nervously as Bill started to back away as the Blacksmith began to bring out the horses.

Be careful now Bill, be sure not to be behind them for they will kick and shit at the smell of fear HA! HA! teased Stewart.

Come on Stewart, let them be! I replied with a smile. You will be fine Pete! Bill! Just do as we do and all will come to you.

Yes, Bill! Pete! I can ride them so it can’t be that hard, said Elizabeth.

By now Jack the Blacksmith had saddled all the horses and hitched them to the front of the shop. Where will you be travelling to this day, William, if it not be too bold a question?

To Badajoz Jack. Why?

Ah! There be a short cut up the hill around the back of me shop. Just ride around the narrow path till you get to a road which leads up from the docks. Do you know the one I be speaking of?

Indeed I do Jack and we will gain time by the sounds of it.

That it will William. Good journey ahead of you, but I must get back now to me work.

Thanks Jack and we will probably see you again to return the horses if we don’t need the them anymore.

You can bring them to me, William, but I’ll only pay a small price for them.

Don’t bother Jack if we return with them, they are yours to have.

That be kind of you William. What they said about you be true. God speed my friend.

So with that Stewart and I helped Pete and Bill onto their horses though I could not help myself laughing slightly as they tried to control the beasts with bad results. Pete fell backwards hitting the ground while cursing the animal. The language that left his mouth, some of which I had never heard before. As well from Bill as he careered from one side to the other before falling hard to the ground.

Cursed beast, William, this saddle be slicker than pig fat, cussed Bill.

You’ll get the hang of it sooner or later. Stewart! Give Pete a hand while I’ll help Bill.

All the while this happened Elizabeth had mounted her horse and waited patiently while laughing her head off at the antics of our two poor friends. I knew it was a lot to ask of sea legged men but it was a necessary thing which we had to do. It was that which made me glad when I suggested that we all rode together for Pete and Bill could not handle the horses by themselves. In time we had them seated upright on their horses and lead them along the path with their halter so that we controlled the horses for them. When we were on safer ground I would allow them to try and take control their own beasts but for now it was certainly quicker and easier on the backs of Pete and Bill.

There be the road William! shouted Stewart who at the time was riding ahead of us.

Good! We should get on level ground once we are over the hill. Check it out Stewart! I called out. He did, riding off and out of sight while Elizabeth and I pulled the two horses with Pete and Bill behind us. I had hoped they were becoming used to it, however, that was until we had reached the road and started up the hill. Oh! This was not going to turn out well as Bill flipped backwards onto the partly green grassy road. Pete burst out laughing only to do the same. So, we stopped for