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... parts of the port, but the worst of the flames had burned through what they could consume. Charred beams lay collapsed along the waterfront. The remains of the batteries were nothing more than broken earth and scattered stone.
The French fleet remained anchored just beyond the damaged harbor.
From the deck of the Napoleon I, the coastline looked quiet.
Villeneuve stood near the rail, watching the shoreline through a glass.
"They’re taking their time," he said.
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