The Riddle of the Sands by Erskine Childers
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alongside. We passed the last of the lights and came out into a
broader stretch of water, when a light breeze was blowing and dark hills could be seen on either shore. 'I'm lying a little way down the fiord, you see,' said Davies. 'I hate to be too near a town, and I found a carpenter handy here--There she is! I wonder how you'll like her!' I roused myself. We were entering a little cove encircled by trees, and approaching a light which flickered in the rigging of a small vessel, whose outline gradually defined itself. 'Keep her off,' said Davies, as we drew alongside. OTE In a moment he had jumped on deck, tied the painter, and was round at my end. 'You hand them up,' he ordered, 'and I'll take them.' It was a laborious task, with the one relief that it was not far to hand them - a doubtful compensation, for other reasons distantly shaping themselves. When the stack was transferred to the deck I followed it, tripping over the flabby meat parcel, which was already showing ghastly signs of disintegration under the dew. Hazily there floated through my mind my last embarkation on a yacht; my faultless attire, the trim gig and obsequious sailors, the accommodation ladder flashing with varnish and brass in the August sun; the orderly, snowy decks and basket chairs under the awning aft. What a contrast with |
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