- Look Charlotte, do you suppose my captain is among them?
- Your captain?
- He is mine.
His letters leave no room for doubt.
And I am his.
(waves whooshing) - How can you be certain after so brief an acquaintance?
- I know he has the soul of a poet.
- That he is handsome and brave.
A man who saved 50 soldiers from drowning.
- Drowning.
Yes, you have mentioned it but sometimes it's hard to gain a sense of a man's true character.
One may form an impression then he has something which counteracts it.
(upbeat music) - Charlotte?
- Yesterday Colonel Lennox told me something deep and troubling about Mr.
Colbourne and I don't know what to make of it.
(upbeat music)