Carette of Sark by John Oxenham
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page 170 of 394 (43%)
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Allez!"
"There was nothing in sight till Monsieur Carré came round the corner," said Martin, and went off to his look-out. "These preventive men, with their constant new regulations, are an annoyance," said the old man quietly. "Some of them will be getting hurt one of these days. It is a pity the Government can't leave honest traders alone. They worry you also on Sercq, I suppose?" "I hear of them. But we have nothing to do with the trading at Belfontaine, so they don't trouble us." "Ah no, I remember. Well, come across again after your first voyage and tell us how you get on, Monsieur Carré." Helier sauntered back with me towards the landing-place. Carette had disappeared. I wondered if my plain speaking had offended her, but I was glad she had heard. I pulled out of the little bay and ran up my lug and sped straight across to Herm. Every rock was known to me, even though it showed only in a ring of widening circles or a flattening of the dancing waves into a straining coil, for we had been in the habit of fishing and vraicking here regularly until Torode took possession. And many was the time I had hung over the side of the rocking boat and sought in the depths for the tops of the great rock-pillars which once held up the bridge that joined Brecqhou to Herm and Jethou. But now the fishing and vraicking were stopped, for Torode liked visitors as little as did Jean Le Marchant. |
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