Chapter Twenty Eight

"Hold up, Nerdy, are you like interpreting that from Vikings to English?"

Sharpe asked.

"How's that for a Nerdy huh?"

Mercury threw back.

"Oh, you are a gem. Guess you are not much of a nerd. Except for your uhmm. Your glasses."

"Listen, Sharpe. We wouldn't want nobody to hear about this. If you can keep your mouth mute?"

I said,

"Hmm. What do I get in return. If I keep it confidential?"

"Don't worry, I've got just what you would like."

I went to my room and got her a bottle of whiskey.

"Wow! looks like a deal now. Nobody is gonna hear."

She said opening the bottle and Mercury continued, turning the next page.

"Batistar had all three anchors in his Madorina and each of the chains are about, three thousand fts in length.

So, he and his men went to work,

Separating each chain from it's anchor and adding it to the one anchor that would be kissing the Treasure Aqua's floor.

When they were done, the anchor and the chains grew so heavy, their Madorina was beginning to sink, but that