That was just after we had left the anchorage. Captain Stryker ran the brigantine into the mouth of the Medway and put us ashore just in time to catch the steamer. I think I hated the ship from the moment I set foot on board her. And when we left house of wax 720p, at Bermondsey Old Stairs, after what you had said to me, I felt-I hardly know what to say-abandoned, in a way.