13/19 I was schoolmistress here before I married David Cox. They thought I'd done wrong to marry a fisherman, but I bore him brave sons, and I lived the life a woman craves for. I have fancies, perhaps--the Lord be praised for them!--and I tell you it's true. You look at a spot in the sea and you see nothing--a gleam of blue, a fleck of white foam, one day; a gleam of green with a black line, another; and a grey little sob, the next, perhaps. |