0260 John. Adams
Pushing against the waves, the bow of the Jackdaw slammed lightly against the sandbags tied to the dock faΓ§ade, and the sound of the collision was dull and faint.
This faintness is like the sound of a starting gun.
The starting pistol sounded, and two thick cables were thrown down from the towering bow.
The dock workers waiting below shouted to pull up the rope and tie the knot and put it on the stake.
At the same time, the two anchor chains sank into the water with a clatter, and after a while they touched the silt at the bottom of the water, and the iron anchor lay down, and the anchor hook pierced deep into the tidal flat.
The smooth planks connected the freeboard to the boardwalk, and Lorraine slowly disembarked, throwing an octagonal gold coin at the pilot in the distance.
"I like your banner, sir."
The pilot grinned and put the gold coins in his pocket, and greeted Lorraine with the trumpet between his legs.
"Mr. Kenway, that's the flag that led to the flight. We don't think we need to be polite to our family, and politeness will only hurt family affection. β
"Wise decision, my crew loved it, please thank your class on my behalf." Lorraine returned the salute, "By the way, there is a batch of French red wine in demand on board." Since you've prepared the banquet, please let me provide the drinks. β
"That's great news!" The pilot was overjoyed, "Mr. Kenway, Colonel Hamilton is waiting for you in the management office. β
"I see, goodbye, sir."
"Goodbye."
Avoiding the workers gathered along the boardwalk, Lorraine came alone to the management office in the corner of the water warehouse.
When the door was opened, Hamilton was pouring wine.
"The old rule, whiskey on the rocks?" He asked.
"Of course, your wine is not easy to drink." Lorraine dragged his chair away and threw himself comfortably to the table, "7 cabins of ammunition and 4 cabins of military uniforms, this trip is free, please smile." β
Hamilton expertly pushed the glass in front of Lorraine.
"Even if the value of the goods is limited, it is the end of each contract round that gives us the best sense of Mr. Kenway's sincerity and goodwill towards the United States. You risked your life to give us hope, and that, everyone in the Continental Parliament takes it to heart. β
"It's a really good feeling that you don't have to pay baht." Lorraine laughed, "Colonel, then the next round of contracts continues?" β
"...... about this matter"
"What? Questions? β
"It's not a question you think." Hamilton waved his hand apologetically, "The authorization for the specific conversation is not in my hands, Kenway, Mr. Adams wants to see you." β
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John. Adams, a sought-after political star in the United States, a leader of independence deeply hated by Britain, a brilliant diplomat active in British and French soils, a federalist community leader, a member of the Continental Congress, a member of the Drafting Committee for the Declaration of Independence, and the head of Munitions Procurement in Baltimore. A close friend of Mr. Washington's.
From the very first smuggling, Lorraine was ready to meet him, but the actual contact with Lorraine was always Hamilton and a stocky transactional civil servant.
The invitation to meet came suddenly.
Of course, Lorraine would not refuse to communicate face-to-face with such a big person, but the timing, the reason, and the so-called problems that Hamilton wanted to talk about had to make him feel concerned.
While I care, I don't know what to do, and I don't know where things are going.
It's just that escaping is definitely the worst idea......
Dressed up, cleaned up, hired a carriage, and accompanied by Hamilton, Lorraine and Carmen, dressed in full costume, went out and stopped in front of a humble cottage on the outskirts of the city.
The modest cottages, with red roofs and white walls, approximate rectangular projections, no fancy annexes and gardens, only a clean barn and stables not far away, perfectly matched with the words of John. Adams's [simple] political character.
In front of the door stood two middle-aged men, a man and a woman, of similar height. The man is a short and fat official that Lorraine has seen many times, and the woman wears a dark purple dress and a wide hat and veil, and has a dignified and elegant bearing.
Carmen smiled pleasantly.
The dress she chose today was off-white, and although it was not clear whether it was the host or the accompanying guest who was waiting under the car, at least in terms of the color of the dress, Carmen was decent. Let's play
The door opened, and Lorraine jumped out of the car first, reaching out and pulling down the carmen. The two men held each other and stood in front of the two greetings, and Colonel Hamilton came over and stood still between them.
"Kenway, this is Mrs. Adams. Madame, he was America's staunchest friend, Edward. Kenway. β
Abigail. Smith. Adams smiled and held out his hand, and Lorraine bent down to hook her fingertips, leaned closer, and kissed the unpretentious ring on her ring finger a finger apart.
"I've heard your name, ma'am, that paying attention to women's rights is a subject that every gentleman needs to cherish, and there are many excellent female seafarers on my ship, each of whom is in charge of life and death on board."
"It's not my quest to let delicate women bear the sea breeze, Mr. Kenway." Abigail retorted with a smile, "I always feel that women need to be socially responsible like men, but they don't have to force themselves to work with men. β
"That's the problem. Men's social status is rewarded, and without exposure to these, women's speeches will not be able to jump out of the nest of gender, let alone win wide recognition. β
Abigail frowned: "The so-called broad identity is already in the hands of men, and if you are as tolerant as you, can you imagine the life in the kitchen and the tediousness of raising children?" β
"I'm still unmarried and have no children, and you can't expect me to have a say in the next generation. But when it comes to kitchens, the world's most delicious Chinese and French kitchens are men's worlds, and my ship chef is also a man, and even the second and third orders are also men. β
"Arrogance! Successful men seem to be like that. Abigail dissatisfied.
Lorraine laughed: "It's not arrogance, it's dedication, and the confidence that comes with it, madam." β
At the end of the brief exchange, Hamilton rolled his eyes and raised his hand to point to Carmen.
"John, this is Miss Carmen, you are old friends, and she is a good debater no less than Madame. Ms. Carmen, John. Mr. Adams, MP, General Director of Quartermaster Procurement in Baltimore. β
Lorraine and Carmen frowned at the same time.
But only for a moment, Carmen had already adjusted her smile and stretched out her soft liner towards Adams.
"Mr. Councillor, your identity is so well hidden."
Adams gently squeezed Carmen's hand, and the gentleman saluted and apologized to Lorraine.
"Kenway, America is a new country, and it is far from being rich enough in terms of manpower to do its job."
"Is that an explanation, Mr. Councillor who concealed his identity?"
"It's an explanation." Adams did not shy away, "My main battlefield is in Europe, Baltimore was originally both, and the plan was to be put in the hands of Alexander next year, who knew that you would show up." β
He glanced at Colonel Hamilton: "Considering that you are in charge of most of the munitions needed by the Continental Army, and will be our most important friend once a stable channel is formed, I think it is necessary to familiarize the future person in charge of munitions procurement with you first." It's good for you and good for America. β
"Once a stable channel is formed?" Lorraine smiled, "Looks like you didn't trust me much before. β
"Not now, to be honest." Adams sighed, "I'm a realist, and while I'm grateful to God for blessing America, I'm ready for you to never go back." β
"Because God never interferes with the laws of human development, does he?"
Adams raised an eyebrow in surprise: "It seems that you know a lot more about me than I know about you. β
"Are you surprised?"
The men were chatting about it, and suddenly an exclamation came from the ladies talking circle next to them, it was Abigail.
"Oh my God, John! It's a theological treatise written by Isaac himself, look what Miss Carmen has brought to us! β
"Omniscient businessman......" Adams muttered in awkward Latin.
Lorraine subconsciously wanted to pick up, and when the words came to his mouth, he was suddenly shocked.
Rotten! It's going to be cold!
At the end of the shot, Carmen saved the scene with a coquettish smile.
"Madame, is it a sign of masculinity to let the lady stand outside the house all the time? I've never tried to stand for so long, and my legs are sore. β
The audience laughed.
Adams patted Lorraine's arm and leaned sideways out of the foyer behind him.
"Go inside, Kenway. If we continue to talk endlessly, the lady of Baltimore should be pouring tea in the kitchen. β