

Book Beginnings on Friday from Rose City Reader
The Friday 56 with Freda's Voice.
This week I'm reading: Master and Commander by Patrick O'Brian

It Begins:
The music-room in the Governor's House at Port Mahon, a tall, handsome, pillard octagon, was filled with the triumphant first movement of Locatelli's C major quartet.
On Page 56:
There were three things that everybody knew about the Sophie: one was that unlike almost all other brigs she had a quarter-deck; another was that sh had been Spanish; and a third was that she possessed an elm-tree pump on her fo'c'sle, that is to say, a bored-out trunk that communicated directly with the sea and that was used to washing her deck - and insignificant piece of equipment, really, but one so far above her station that no mariner who saw it or heard of this pump ever forgot it.
Verdict:
I've just started it for a Jane Austen Reading Group. Since the region is reading Persuasion this year, we decided Master and Commander had to be read.
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