"Then why go to an enemy harbor?" asked Sharpe.
"To capture it, of course, why else?" Cochrane looked at Sharpe as though the Rifleman was mad. "We've got a ship, we've got men, we've got weapons, so what the hell else should we be doing?"
"But the ship is sinking."
"Then the bloody ship might as well do something useful before it vanishes."
Sharpe had met Spain's devil, and his name was Cochrane.
Richard Sharpe
Soldier, hero, rogue—the man you always want on your side. Born in poverty, he joined the army to escape jail and climbed the ranks by sheer brutal courage. He knows no other family than the regiment of the 95th Rifles, whose green jacket he proudly wears.
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"Then why go to an enemy harbor?" asked Sharpe.
"To capture it, of course, why else?" Cochrane looked at Sharpe as though the Rifleman was mad. "We've got a ship, we've got men, we've got weapons, so what the hell else should we be doing?"
"But the ship is sinking."
"Then the bloody ship might as well do something useful before it vanishes."
Sharpe had met Spain's devil, and his name was Cochrane.
Richard Sharpe
Soldier, hero, rogue—the man you always want on your side. Born in poverty, he joined the army to escape jail and climbed the ranks by sheer brutal courage. He knows no other family than the regiment of the 95th Rifles, whose green jacket he proudly wears.
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