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For two days and two nights the storm poured out its fury, then just before dawn on Tuesday, May fourteenth, the sky miraculously cleared and the rain ceased, almost as if a switch were thrown. The sun rose as innocently as ever, and except for a fitful breeze, the wind that had lashed the seas to a froth hid itself.
Shiloh and Captain Starnes stood side by side on deck, studying Port Elizabeth through telescopes. They had not been able to glimpse the shore since mooring in Admiralty Bay, but now the small village and the outlines of the island were clearly discernible.
Shiloh peered through his telescope, searching the tiny village, then turned to face his companion. "Captain Starnes," he began resignedly, "do you think we could sneak out of here—like maybe in the next five minutes or so?"
The captain dropped his telescope to regard him quizzically. Captain Starnes was an authoritative individual, rather stiff at times. His sense of humor generally extended to only an occasional dry sarcasm, and although he respected Irons-Winslow, he had some difficulty gauging his new employer's broad, flamboyant exaggerations and self-deprecations and ironies. He was fairly certain that Shiloh knew they were becalmed and that the tide was coming in—but then again, one never knew about landlubbers. Or owners.
"Humph. Mr. Irons-Winslow, I'm afraid that would be quiteimpossible. Er...the wind, you see—or the lack of it. Often after these tropical gales, you're becalmed a day or two, and I'm sorry to say that right now the tide is unfavorable for us. Later we might perhaps be able to warp out on the outgoing tide, but then I'm afraid we'd just be wallowing around out in the channel."
Shiloh sighed deeply. "Don't guess it would help if I rowed, huh?"
Captain Starnes looked amazed but quickly recovered. With his stern dark eyes twinkling a bit, he replied, "Sir, you own this barky, and if you wish to row, we'll make the arrangements."
Flashing him a half smile, Shiloh collapsed his telescope, leaned up against the railing, took his watch out, and checked the time. "Eight-forty-nine. No, it wouldn't do any good now, even if I rowed with all my might. We're bound to get caught."
Captain Starnes frowned. "Caught? I'm sorry, sir, I don't understand."
"Yeah, well...that's ‘cause you don't know my wife like I do. You see that little village?"
"Of course, sir, and again I must thank you for this most excellent glass," Captain Starnes said, bowing a little. Shiloh, grateful to Captain Starnes for writing the letter that essentially "gave" Locke's Day Dream back to him, had given him a new gold telescope, a new barometer in a teak stand with gold trim, and a substantial raise in pay. The captain continued, "Certainly I saw the village, as clear as if I were standing on the shore, with this fine telescope."
"So you saw the two huts with missing roofs, and the one that a palm tree had crashed down on, and the other one with the door blown off?"
"Of course," Captain Starnes answered, mystified.
Shiloh waited but could see that Captain Starnes really had no idea what he was talking about. "You see, Captain," he said in his lazy drawl, "my wife is a doctor. You knew that, o' course."
"Er...yes, sir. Of course."
"Well, she's a good one too. She thinks that it's all-fired, almighty important, being a good doctor. And when she comes out here, and you know how doctors—‘specially women doctors—are so know-it-all, fix-it-all, and when she sees those smashed huts and downed trees, you know what she's going to do?" Shiloh finished with exasperation.
"Er...no...but, Mr. Irons-Winslow..." Captain Starnes said, his eyes narrowing.
But Shiloh went on, oblivious. "Is she going to say, ‘Oh no, I'm on my honeymoon, and I'm having such a great time with my new husband that we ought to just sail off into the glorious sunset?' No, sir, she will not. She'll—"
Desperately—for Captain Starnes had been sadly fidgeting for the last few moments—he interrupted rudely and called out much too loudly, "Good morning, Dr. Irons-Winslow!"
"Oh no," Shiloh muttered.
"Hi!" Cheney said brightly from directly behind his right shoulder.
"Hi, Doc," he said, turning to face the music.
She looked knowingly, her eyebrows raised and her green eyes flashing with amusement. "May I borrow your glass, sir?"
Shiloh handed it to her with resignation, and his broad shoulders sagged as she perused the wreckage.
"Captain Starnes, I assume we can't sail out of the bay at this time. Even though I am a grass-combing lubber of a woman, I can tell there's not a breath of wind," she said gaily.
"Er...no, ma'am," he answered with a guilty glance at Shiloh.
"Told ya," Shiloh muttered.
Cheney snapped the telescope closed and turned to him. "There may be people hurt, Shiloh, and that village doesn't look as if it would have a doctor."
"Yeah, yeah, I know, Doc," he said a little sulkily. "But it's our honeymoon, you know. ‘Member me? Your husband, Shiloh Irons?"
She softened. "I know. I remember you very well. You're kind of hard to forget, actually." She blushed a little and took his hand.
Captain Starnes slipped away with some relief.
Looking up at her husband in the strong, blinding sunlight, Cheney asked a little hesitantly, "Do you mind? Really?"
He grabbed her, pulled her to him, and kissed her soundly...warmly, for a long time. It startled Cheney at first and embarrassed her a little—normally she and Shiloh both avoided such public displays—but after all, it was her honeymoon, and this was their ship. She returned his kiss ardently.
He released her but kept his arms close around her waist. She was blushing vividly now but was smiling. With mock severity, he said, "No, Dr. Irons-Winslow, I do not mind if we waste our honeymoon doctoring people we've never met, and who probably won't do what you say anyway, and who we'll probably never see again. Matter of fact—just to keep the record straight and all—I'd be disappointed in you if you didn't."
Where Two Seas Met
Copyright © 2001, Lynn Morris
Posted April 11, 2003
I was so excited to find this book and discover that Cheney and Shiloh's love story would continue. Most people are satisfied once the couple finally gets together, but I am not. I want to know more, have more adventures with them AFTER the wedding. I hope that this author writes as many books in this series as she did in the first. The only reason I didn't give this book 5 stars is that the epidemic drags on for a little too long.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted November 3, 2002
After reading the first series and witnessing the ups and downs of Shiloh and Cheney's relationship, I was extremely excited to read the first book of their marriage and new life together. However, I soon noticed that the quick banter and opinions that made the couple so wonderful to follow in the first books were gone. While happy they are able to love one another and are finally married, I feel like I am reading about two completely new characters in this series, instead of my beloved Cheney and Shiloh. The plot also seemed very easy to predict, but this could be in part of the large number of Morris titles I have read. I am hoping that the next book in the series brings back the characters I grew to know so well... the series has been my favorite to date and hope this book was just one that did not settle well.Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.
Posted November 10, 2001
I really enjoyed this book. I have been closely following the twists and turns Shiloh and Cheney have been through, and I am very, very glad to finally see them happily married. The book opens a few days into their honeymoon in the West Indies, aboard the Locke's Day Dream. Their happy days are interrupted by a fierce storm, and of course, when disease breaks out on a nearby island, Cheney is ready to forgo her own comfort to help the sick. Meanwhile, Bain Winslow is coincidentally on the same island where Shiloh and Cheney are, working around the clock. Still bitter and hard, he refuses to accept the love that they are so ready to bestow upon him. Will Bain ever acknowlege his cousin's love? Will Shiloh or Cheney get affected by the highly contagious and mysterious disease? Will Cheney and Shiloh ever be able to finish their honeymoon?! All the answers and more are in this book. I loved that the fact that Shiloh and Cheney are so affectionate in this book. If you are a dedicated fan of this powerful duo, you will love this book!Was this review helpful? Yes NoThank you for your feedback. Report this reviewThank you, this review has been flagged.