The morning was bright and clear, the sea was perfectly smooth.

As yet, the sails hung idly down, but there were dark lines on the water that showed that a breeze was coming.
"We shall have plenty of wind presently," the skipper said.

"See how light the sky is to the south.

There will be white tops on the waves in an hour or two.
"Here comes a flaw.

Haul in your sheets, lads, now she begins to move." The puff did not last long, dying away to nothing in a few minutes, and then the lugger lay immovable again.