"You won't be the..."

What the devil was Kennedy going on about? "Bowing" to her?

"I'm not asking you to bear anything. It's all on me, mate. I've already told your Horatio, I assume full responsibility for this." A wave of disgust at the contraptions supplying the wounded young sailor with his medicines.

"I erred. I didn't read her movements aright. You've nothing to bear, do you understand me?"