[Carette of Sark by John Oxenham]@TWC D-Link bookCarette of Sark CHAPTER I 9/16
There was no exultation fever the prisoner, no jibes and jeers such as might have been elsewhere.
They were simply interested to see the end. Behind them all, slowly, and as though against his will yet determined to see it out, came a tall man of middle age, like the rest half farmer, half fisherman, but of a finer--and sadder--countenance than any there.
When all the rest poured noisily through the tunnel and spread out along the shingle, he stood back among the capstans under the cliff and watched quietly. The bearers placed their burden in one of the boats drawn up on the beach, and straightened their backs gratefully.
They ran the boat rasping over the stones into the water, and two of them sprang in and rowed steadily out to sea.
The others stood, hands on hips, watching them silently till the boat turned the corner of Les Laches and passed out of sight, and then their tongues were loosed. "So!" said one.
<<Back Index Next>> D-Link book Top TWC mobile books
|