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A hand irreverently laid upon his collar, and a rough shake, assisted to recall his consciousness. As the Padre staggered to his feet he found himself confronted by a stranger. Seen dimly through the fog, and under circumstances that to say the least were not prepossessing, the new-comer had an inexpressibly mysterious and brigand-like aspect.
Two and thirty times since that evening had the sun risen from the ocean and dipped down into it again. The ship had returned from Delos and lay in the harbour with sadly drooping sails, as if ashamed of its native city. The moon did not shine in the heavens, the sea heaved under a heavy fog, and, on the, hills lights peered through the obscurity like the eyes of men gripped by a sense of guilt.
"Yes," he said, "I have seen a white, black, red, and yellow fog," and went off into a disquisition about optics, mediums, reflections, refractions, and all sorts of scientific terms.
We were soon rolling more disagreeably than ever. But this added annoyance did not last for long. Something or other happened. The motion of the vessel became easier, and at last, peeping into my cabin, Saxton Noble announced that we were back again in Loch Laxford. The megaphones of Cape Wrath had announced that a fog was coming.
They had not taken twenty paces before the fog swallowed up the party; and henceforth they walked in a sea of mist, like men moving in a nightmare from which they cannot awake.
Then a voice spoke directly in front of me out from the dense fog, a peculiar, penetrating voice, carrying farther than the owner probably thought, and distinctly audible. "Try the port oar, Pedro; we must have missed the damn ship." I straightened up as though struck, my eyes seeking those of Harwood, who stared back at me, his mouth wide open in astonishment. "You heard that?" I whispered.
After an interval Peter heard his own voice out of a fog rising to the conventional utterance. "Of course, if you have learned to love him " "I've loved him all the time." She was so bent on making this clear to him that she was careless what went down before her.
"The Bombay Castle, London to Hong Kong; I wrecked her off Cape Mendez in a fog. I was drunk below, and it cost me my ticket." "You know West Indian waters?" "Slightly; I made two voyages to Panama, and one to Havana." "And speak Spanish?" "A little bit, sir, as you see; I learn languages easily."
They might hear the horses when they wouldn't hear us." "Good idea," said Obed White. "Nothing risk, nothing see." They tethered the horses to the low bushes, marking well the place, as the heavy, white fog was exceedingly deceptive, distorting and exaggerating when it did not hide. Then the three went forward, side by side.
"Are you blind to the greenness of yonder plain? And do you not feel the sun upon you?" All at once it occurred to Alwin that the icy wind of the headlands had ceased to blow; the fog had vanished, and there was a genial warmth in the air about him. And yonder, certainly yonder meadow was as green as the camp in Norway. He threw off one of his cloaks and settled himself to watch.
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