[The Merry Men by Robert Louis Stevenson]@TWC D-Link bookThe Merry Men CHAPTER III 2/20
Although not very high--not three hundred feet, as I think--it yet outtops all the neighbouring lowlands of the Ross, and commands a great view of sea and islands.
The sun, which had been up some time, was already hot upon my neck; the air was listless and thundery, although purely clear; away over the north-west, where the isles lie thickliest congregated, some half-a-dozen small and ragged clouds hung together in a covey; and the head of Ben Kyaw wore, not merely a few streamers, but a solid hood of vapour.
There was a threat in the weather.
The sea, it is true, was smooth like glass: even the Roost was but a seam on that wide mirror, and the Merry Men no more than caps of foam; but to my eye and ear, so long familiar with these places, the sea also seemed to lie uneasily; a sound of it, like a long sigh, mounted to me where I stood; and, quiet as it was, the Roost itself appeared to be revolving mischief.
For I ought to say that all we dwellers in these parts attributed, if not prescience, at least a quality of warning, to that strange and dangerous creature of the tides. I hurried on, then, with the greater speed, and had soon descended the slope of Aros to the part that we call Sandag Bay.
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