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1636 The Atlantic Encounter – Snippet 22

1636 The Atlantic Encounter - Snippet 22 Chapter 14 On the St. Lawrence River Stephane had no idea what woke him. The rain had stopped, but the gentle lapping of the river against the side of the kano -- which had helped put him to sleep in the first place -- remained constant. The animal noises were just the same; there was a heavy cloud cover, giving no sign of either moon or stars…but something was just different, some change in the quiet. He was unarmed, but for a small hatchet that had also been stowed aboard the boat, and the long oar...

1636 The Atlantic Encounter – Snippet 21

1636 The Atlantic Encounter - Snippet 21 Chapter 13 Nye-Alborg Labrador Stephane found it easy to tell where the Danes had settled along the shore of the Saint-Lawrence: instead of the thick covering of tall pines, there was scarcely a tree to be seen inland to where the hills began. It was like that on both sides of the river that emptied into the gulf, but the crew of the coal-hauler paid it no mind, nor did they seem to notice the murky water of the river or the acrid smell of coal dust that pervaded the settlement of Nye- Alborg. If...

1636 The Atlantic Encounter – Snippet 20

1636 The Atlantic Encounter - Snippet 20 Chapter 12 Paris, France Servien walked along the broad corridor toward the great salon that his master planned someday to make into a theater. He would have scoffed at the idea of a theater in the Palais-Cardinal, a needless extravagance even for a patron of the theater such as Richelieu -- except that up-timer history said that it had been built, and that Lemercier had done it in grand style. At the entrance to the room he passed a servant, nervously shifting from foot to foot. Inside, standing and...

1636 The Atlantic Encounter – Snippet 19

1636 The Atlantic Encounter - Snippet 19 Chapter 11 In the morning Stephane found a sunny place on the dock to idle, waiting for an opportunity to present itself. Thomasville was an active port -- there was a lot going on, between fishing and mining…it was just a matter of finding a way off the island. Learning to wait was a part of one's nature as a spy. There was always something to wait for: means, motive, opportunity…it was something else Père Montségur had taught him: it was not merely what you did, but also when you did it that...

1636 The Atlantic Encounter – Snippet 18

1636 The Atlantic Encounter - Snippet 18 The second thing he noticed was the eyes: deep set, around a small nose; dark and piercing, as if they took in every detail. "Ah," the man said, gesturing to the table. "I see you have not partaken of refreshments." He turned to the guard who had opened the door for him. "Leave us, s'il vous plait," he said. "But, Monsieur --" The man held up one of those long-fingered hands. "Leave us," he repeated. "Do not make me repeat myself." The guard withdrew quickly, dismissed like a misbehaving hound....

1636 The Atlantic Encounter – Snippet 17

1636 The Atlantic Encounter - Snippet 17 Chapter 10 Paris was a long way from hilly Alsace where he had grown up, but it called to him from his youth. Youngest of eight children, there was nothing on the family farm to keep him there -- not working in the vineyards nor cultivating hops (his papa used to say, "wine and beer -- everyone drinks at least one") nor herding goats. He was not made out to be a monk, and there was no money to do much else. So, when he was seventeen, he left home and set out for the city. Nothing motivates quite like...

1636 The Atlantic Encounter – Snippet 16

1636 The Atlantic Encounter - Snippet 16 Chapter 9 They got the Cook's tour. In the two and a half years the Danes had been in Newfoundland, they'd done a great deal, establishing a thriving colony that could keep itself fed while exploiting the mineral resources of the island. The Abrabanel brothers had prepared Roe and his men very well, providing them with up-time maps of mineral resources -- iron, nickel, copper, even a few veins of gold in the north at Baie Verte. It was just the sort of industrial development that would make Christian...

1636 The Atlantic Encounter – Snippet 15

1636 The Atlantic Encounter - Snippet 15 * * * Dockside, Gordon expected to hear mostly Danish, but there was quite a mix of languages: English, German, even some French. The town, which was called Thomasville, had been here less than two years; the buildings were all new, with none of the weather-beaten look of every harbor in Europe. Feels like a movie set, he thought. Captain Johanssen and his men escorted Gordon and Peter along the dock, directing them toward a building with a clock tower, set back from the wharf. "Sir Thomas should be at...