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“I give you credit for honesty, captain,” said the admiral (come, thought Jack, that’s civil). "And, as I say, you made it. Are there any injuries?”
“One man is still on light duty, sir, but the doctor - my guest - tells me he’ll fully recover.”
“Well, I am going to ask that while you’re here you confine yourself to your ship unless official business takes you off of it, but if you keep your nose clean I think we may consider this affair closed. I’ve reassigned your oxygen shipment to the Newcastle, but I have a shipment of carbon slurry that you’ll be taking to the Achilles system. Not glorious, but it has to be done. Have you any questions?”
“No, sir. Thank you, sir.”
“The yard attendant will let you know once he has cleared a berth. You said that this doctor of yours wishes to be appointed your surgeon?”
“Yes, sir.”
“And you are happy as to his conduct thus far?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Leave his name with my secretary and have him report to me before you depart for the Achilles. Not Wednesday, I’ll be taking the baths that day, but any other work day. Good day to you, captain.”
“Good day, sir.”
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