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Updated: June 26, 2025
The dock had half a dozen sailboats moored there, and their various owners, in passing to and fro, stopped, laughed, and bought. Soon Billy had to take some of the accumulated money and go up to Simon's to replenish the stock, and frequent expeditions there through the day were made.
But Darrin struck him again on the head with his fist. The injured midshipman now collapsed, senseless. His feet aided. With joy Dave saw the water overhead growing lighter and lighter. Then his face shot up into the life-giving air. Close at hand one of the sailboats of the fleet was bearing down upon them. "There are Mr. Darrin and Mr. Splash! splash!
Even on the huge, palatial steamships of to-day the details of the common seaman's life are harsh and rough; and we may be sure that on the tiny, rudely furnished, poorly equipped sailboats of the fifteenth century it was a thousand times harsher and rougher. Then, too, the work to be done in and around the Mediterranean was no occupation for children; it quickly turned lads into men.
"I have had a good deal of experience in sailboats myself, and I do not believe I should be an encumbrance to Mr. Gilfleur; and I may be of some service to him." "You would be of very great service to me, for you know all about ships, and I do not," the detective added. "Just as you please, Mr. Passford. You are not under my orders, for you are not attached to the ship," said the captain.
Something caught his eye through the porthole, a great grey shoulder of land standing up in the pink light of dawn, powerful and strangely still after the distressing instability of the sea. Pale trees and long, low fortifications... close grey buildings with red roofs... little sailboats bounding seaward... up on the cliff a gloomy fortress.
Bennie, standing in the bow, in his sportsman's cap and waterproof, hugging his rod cases to his breast, watched while a heterogeneous fleet of canoes, skiffs, and sailboats came racing out from shore, for the steamer does not land here, but hangs in the offing and lighters its cargo ashore.
At some distance on each side of the tower a long rocky pier extended far out into the water. It was not a landing pier, for the rocks were piled unevenly on each other. These rocks changed the current of the water and made boating in the vicinity dangerous, so that launches and sailboats gave the place a wide berth.
Here is another beautiful morning, with the sun dimpling in the early sunshine. Four sailboats are in sight, motionless on the sea, with the whiteness of their sails reflected in it. The heat-haze sleeps along the shore, though not so as quite to hide it, and there is the promise of another very warm day. As yet, however, the air is cool and refreshing.
The cloth swelled, became impervious to the wind, and the boat swept steadily forward. Lincoln was cautious. "That is all right the question is, can we get back?" "You wait an' see me tack." "All right. Tack or nail, only let's see you get back where we started from." Lincoln was skeptical of sailboats. He had heard about sailing "just where you wanted to go," but he had his doubts about it.
But he shook his head, and looked around the shop. He looked everywhere but at the window where the dishes were. "Any sailboats?" asked Billy, as if that was all he had come in to inquire about. "Sailboats?" cried the man. "Sailboats?" "Yes, toy sailboats." "No, I haven't got any of them, but I got a nice football. Here I show you!" "I don't want a football.
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