"It is not my notion of justice, Mr Wellard." Triumph rings in Sawyer's voice as he takes a step forward. "It is our notion of justice -- stripped to it essentials, reduced to its purest and most incorruptible form!"
Even dulled by the oppressive heaviness of the open sky, the roll of the waves bears an echoing resemblance to a drumroll beaten on a hundred thousand drums.
"If any person in the fleet shall conceal any traiterous or mutinous practice or design, being convicted thereof by the sentence of a court martial, he shall suffer death...."
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Date: 2007-07-14 04:50 am (UTC)Even dulled by the oppressive heaviness of the open sky, the roll of the waves bears an echoing resemblance to a drumroll beaten on a hundred thousand drums.
"If any person in the fleet shall conceal any traiterous or mutinous practice or design, being convicted thereof by the sentence of a court martial, he shall suffer death...."