"In 1648, the beginning of may, England, Newcastle"

- Captain...- creepy whisper breathed Jack, his Deputy, you...Girl!
Nicholas raised his head and blankly looked at his Deputy and best friend.
Girl? To him? At this late hour?
Nicholas to be sure to look at the massive standing in the corner watch. Quite late for visits. Especially to such "noble," as he is. The face of Nicholas was distorted grimace of surprise and discontent. Let's just say "unpleasantly surprised".
- Who is she? - he shut his diary, immediately removing him from the table into the box. Without waiting for a response, he jumped from the sharp creak. The door opened and on the threshold he saw Anna. Hostility was replaced by even more curiosity. But it seems to have been extremely angry.
- Jack.. – Nicholas sat down again, throwing a short glance at one another, -
Come on out.
He nodded hastily and carefully examining the strange couple disappeared behind the oak door, slamming it. Finally Nicholas and Anna stayed in silence and alone. Keeping his views to each other, they were trying to read emotions. Nicholas is very easy to wear masks, hiding even his eyes. And here is a cute and young Anna was to him an open book. It is with great pleasure pulled out of her eyes, then anger, then disappointment. Soon, both tired of this silent game.
- You can finally tell me why you came to me at such a time? – asked Nicholas.
- You have not been taught, sir Clark, that when you talk to a lady, you need to get up? – answered a question Anna. Nicholas shook his head.
- I in his estate. - sarcastically he replied, eyeing her from head to toe. Immediately remembered their last meeting and parting, haughty Anna. And it's not just Nicholas. Anna heard his answer lowered her gaze, but immediately frowned, as if remembering the purpose of his visit.
- Maybe it's not your manor?! – more quietly she said, approaching his Desk. Nicholas tensed.
- What are you...
- You think I'm stupid and don't understand? All these what you said about the Duke. Ha! What nonsense! - angrily continued Anna - Duke Thompson is not at all relatives. Yes, and your curiosity has played a cruel joke with you. I know who you are, Fire crow! - firmly finished Anna, triumphantly looking at Nicholas from top to bottom. That seemed drenched with a bucket of ice water. How? How did she know? Where is he pierced? He felt a wave of anger, but of joy. Anger was part of the disrespect this young lady said his pirate nickname. And anyway, why had she come to him?
- You recently were afraid of me?! – said Nicholas, trying not to show his emotions.
- Yes. But fear was when I realized that the "dreaded pirate" - it's you. There was even some nice... - Anna lightly smiled, looking directly into the grey depths of the eyes of Nicholas. He stood up. It seems he had in mind was something unusual. His eyes suddenly gleamed and he stepped out from behind the Desk.
- You didn't answer my question, Anna. You sailed with me? – slyly he asked, approaching the girl. She took a step back, but stumbled on the table and stopped. She had nowhere to go.