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THE CAT IN THE TRICORNE HAT
"Any man might be forgiven if he dismissed Jack
Sparrow as a popinjay and a dandified lush. Under his
disreputable tricorne jammed atop a faded red bandana,
Sparrow wore his long dark mane in an almost felted
mat of braids and dreadlocks that were only the
crudest attempt to ape the long curls of a
gentle-man..." But we soon see his backbone of iron
and his sense of fairness. Written by Mary Reed, with
a to-smile-for cover by Wanda Lybarger and interior
illus-trations by Barbara Fister-Liltz, this
collection of stories has mystery, adventure, romance
and even answers a few questions we all had as the
credits rolled on the movie. Don't miss this
* * *
OUT OF TIME by Mary Reed
With his free hand, Gibbs moved Anna Maria's hand
aside and looked under the blood-soaked pad she had
held against Sparrow's chest. "Ah, Jack..." came his
drawn-out soft groan of regret.
Anna Maria started to flare at Gibbs when Jack's
head dropped back into her hand. His eyes were
sunken. Within the darkened lids, the staring whites
gave his black eyes a fierce concentration, as if he
were absorbing every detail of her face above him.
Then his expression changed. It softened, then like a
school boy earnestly anxious to get out an answer he
knew, he opened his mouth wider to drag in necessary
"I lo--" The tension went out of his face and
his eyes started to fix in his head.
"No!" Anna Maria shook him with the cruelty of
The agony refocused him, his eyes squeezed shut,
and he groaned through clenched teeth and tried feebly
to roll free of her clutch.
"Lass...." Ben's face mirrored the pain in
grief. He reached to make her desist.
She jerked away fiercely. "No, Ben, he's *not*
going to fall behind!"
Harsh in misery, Ben lifted the cloth, gesturing
with it at the wound. "What would you have, lass?
He's holed through the middle!" He turned Sparrow on
his side to look at his back and grimaced at the
unblemished vest. "And not clean through, at that!
The ball's still in him!" he hissed.
He gathered Jack's body onto a cradling arm,
automatically enfolding him with more care than he'd
have admitted, and glared at her.
She snatched the pad and stuffed it back inside
Sparrow's shirt. "He came back from that island where
Barbossa marooned him! He killed Barbossa. He got
away from the *noose,* Ben --- and we came back for
him. Jack Sparrow's a *survivor,* Ben. More lives
than a cat -- and you know it!"
She and Gibbs knelt, isolated in their silent,
subborn confrontation, unheeding of the combatants
whirling around them.
It was Gibbs whose expression opened; he breathed
a vast sigh and glanced down at the half-conscious man
propped against his shoulder. She saw his resolve
harden and the face he lifted to her had a gleam in
the eye and a tight smile pulling. "Aye... *Aye,*
girl! If he can still fight, so can we!"
He got up on one knee and she helped him steady
Sparrow's body over his shoulder. She winced as
Jack's drowned expression twisted with the agony of
the pressure against his chest, then his cheek sank
onto Gibbs' back and he was mercifully unconscious...
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