Another shift in locale, this, as Gerson once again taps the stream of history for a somewhat overactive piece of fictionalization in which the characters suffer at the behest of plot and counterplot. The scene opens in London 1693, as Our Hero, Josiah Burney, tricked of his inheritance by an uncle posing as a disgruntled father, goes off to Newgate to serve sentence for debt. Suddenly bailed out, he finds himself shanghaied into the none too tender mercies of the British Navy. He learns fast- and is helped by an odd character, a New England gentleman of the cloth -- and together they escape,- first to a ship bound for the colonies, then from that ship, off Maryland's coast, from which they make their way to Charles Town, seeking Josiah's lost father, and the truth about his rights. Before that truth is in his hands, the two of them encounter rogues and villains, fall in and out of love, suffer capture by Charles Town's greatest rascal and later by Indians, use their wits to save themselves time and again, and eventually manage to learn that their fates are bound up in the New World, and that titles and fortunes are well lost. Not top drawer.