The Riddle of the Sands by Erskine Childers
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The charts were shocking, but I worried out most of the channels.'
'I suppose those waters are only used by small local craft?' I put in; that would account for inaccuracies.' Did Davies think that Admiralties had time to waste on smoothing the road for such quixotic little craft as his, in all its inquisitive ramblings? But he fired up. 'That's all very well,' he said, 'but think what folly it is. However, that's a long story, and will bore you. To cut matters short, for we ought to be turning in, I got to Borkum--that's the first of the _German_ islands.' He pointed at a round bare lozenge lying in the midst of a welter of sandbanks. 'Rottum--this queer little one--it has only one house on it--is the most easterly Dutch island, and the mainland of Holland ends _here_, opposite it, at the Ems River'--indicating a dismal cavity in the coast, sown with names suggestive of mud, and wrecks, and dreariness. 'What date was this?' I asked. 'About the ninth of this month.' 'Why, that's only a fortnight before you wired to me! You were pretty quick getting to Flensburg. Wait a bit, we want another chart. Is this the next?' 'Yes; but we scarcely need it. I only went a little way farther on--to Norderney, in fact, the third German island--then I decided to go straight for the Baltic. I had always had an idea of getting there, as Knight did in the Falcon. So I made a passage of it to the |
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