'Twixt land and sea, tales

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J.M. Dent & Sons Limited, 1923

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Page 117 - I've never heard of such a thing happening in an English ship. And that it should be my ship. Wife on board, too." I was hardly listening to him. " Don't you think," I said, " that the heavy sea which, you told me, came aboard just then might have killed the man ? I have seen the sheer weight of a sea kill a man very neatly, by simply breaking his neck.
Page 132 - We remained side by side talking in our secret way — but sometimes silent or just exchanging a whispered word or two at long intervals. And as usual he stared through the port. A breath of wind came now and again into our faces. The ship might have been moored in dock, so gently and on an even keel she slipped through the water, that did not murmur even at our passage, shadowy and silent like a phantom sea. At midnight I went on deck, and to my mate's great surprise put the ship round on the other...
Page 95 - We looked at him in surprise. 'The tugboat skipper told me when he came on board for your letters, sir,
Page 101 - No, on the passage. Weeks ago. Thirty-nine south. When I say a man—" "Fit of temper,
Page 93 - But what I felt most was my being a stranger to the ship; and if all the truth must be told, I was somewhat of a stranger to myself.
Page 119 - I did not engage that young fellow. His people had some interest with my owners. I was in a way forced to take him on. He looked very smart, very gentlemanly, and all that. But do you know -- I never liked him, somehow. I am a plain man. You see, he wasn't exactly the sort for the chief mate of a ship like the Sephora." I had become so connected in thoughts and impressions with the secret sharer of my cabin that I felt as if I, personally, were being given to understand that I, too, was not the sort...
Page 99 - I suppose your captain's turned in?" "I am sure he isn't," I said. He seemed to struggle with himself, for I heard something like the low, bitter murmur of doubt. "What's the good? " His next words came out with a hesitating effort. "Look here, my man. Could you call him out quietly?
Page 106 - I inquired, in the hardly audible murmurs we used, after he had told me something more of the proceedings on board the Sephora once the bad weather was over. 'When we sighted Java Head I had had time to think all those matters out several times over. I had six weeks of doing nothing else, and with only an hour or so every evening for a tramp on the quarterdeck.
Page 121 - I did not let him off a single item; mate's room, pantry, storerooms, the very sail-locker which was also under the poop — he had to look into them all. When at last I showed him out on the quarter-deck he drew a long, spiritless sigh, and mumbled dismally that he must really be going back to his ship now. I desired my mate, who had joined us, to see to the captain's boat. The man of whiskers gave a blast on the whistle which he used to wear hanging round his neck, and yelled, "Sephora's away!
Page 121 - Very nice. Very comf . . ." He didn't finish and went out brusquely as if to escape from some unrighteous wiles of mine. But it was not to be. I had been too frightened not to feel vengeful: I felt I had him on the run, and I meant to keep him on the run. My polite insistence must have had something menacing in it, because he gave in suddenly. And I did not let him off a single item; mate's room, pantry, storerooms, the very sail locker which was also under the poop — he had to look into them all.

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