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Jack;
Gibraltar matters not, as I am yet again on the move, and we are headed to Cape St. Vincent, in order to join the fleet there in heading off a fleet of the Spanish. I'm afraid my letter-writing may suffer There as we shall all be terribly busy. Still, do not Forget how I Miss You terribly. We will likely be slightly Outnumbered, but I have no lack of Faith in our Ability to pull Through.
I'm not sure of where you may be, as you are Vague and Ridiculous as usual, and a name for the place would suit me, though I apparently shall not get. It surprises me Not that you have Fallen to Piracy in this new Area of yours, However. It is your Willfull nature, I assume, and simply ask you to Stay Safe, impossible though that May Be.
I shall not have you murdering our Beloved pet, though he is oft a Complete Annoyance. If you Strike him Lightly on the Bill, he shall Surely understand your Meaning.
I would not expect you to Rescue me, as I am no Damsel in Distress. And I seem to remember said Beaver Cat to be your fault, not Mine.
Best of luck in finding adequate Spirits, as you Sober hardly bears thinking about,and I wouldn't wish to deal with you in that highly unlikely situation. Bad Enough that you outsmart me Inebriated, I should have No Chance against you Sober.
Warm enough, and working hard;
James