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Anna looked back toward the ladder just as she saw Robert climb aboard with Edward and Henry by his side. Robert’s eyes met hers as she gave him a triumphant smile, and he threw her back a frown. She busted out laughing then she turned back to the crowd and continued talking.

“Well, old man, looks like she got the best of you.” Henry laughed, as he patted his friend on the back.

“Enough.” Robert mumbled, in a grumpy voice. He had about all he could take of this woman for one day or people chatting her up to him. “Miss Pemberton, will get her due one day, you just mark my words.” He said as he marched away, thinking he was finding it damn hard to protect this woman.

Edward and Henry stood chuckling to themselves. “He looks a frightful mess, doesn’t he?” Edward remarked. He looked at Robert with his clothes soaked from the ocean, his black shiny hair plastered to his head, neck and shoulders, and face darkened from stubble, which he had neglected to shave in the morning.

“I think we’re in for another week of sulking from the Major.” Henry laughed and shook his head, and then pointing to Anna he said. “I think she’s the only one that can handle Major Marsh and his ill temper.” They both laughed again and walked in her direction.