I have seen many afraid, but never one like that.

I was only a boy myself, but I remember thinking it wasn't the sea and drowning she was afraid of.

We couldn't find out the smack's name.

It had been painted out with a tar-brush, and she was half full of water.

The skipper took the woman and child off, and left the fishing-smack as we found her yawing about--all sail set.