[Cormorant Crag by George Manville Fenn]@TWC D-Link bookCormorant Crag CHAPTER THREE 16/19
There were the two kinds of cormorant, both long, blackish-green birds, the one distinctive from the other by the clear white, egg-shaped marks on its sides close to the tail; rows of little sea-parrots, as they are familiarly called--the puffins, with their triangular bills; the terns, with their swallow-like flight; and gulls innumerable--black-headed, black-backed, the common grey, and the beautiful, delicately-plumaged kittiwakes, sailing round and round in the most effortless way, as if all they needed to do were to balance themselves upon widespread wing, and then go onward wherever they willed. There was plenty to see and hear round Cormorant Crag as the boat sailed on over the crystal water, till the archway was reached in the pyramid of granite, when down went the sail, and the boat was thrust onward by means of the hitcher, the tide having risen so high that in places the boys had to bend down.
Then once more they were in the long, canal-like zigzag, and soon after in the dock, where they loyally helped the old man carry up and spread the trammel net to dry, and turned to go. "Here! stop a minute, youngsters," cried Daygo. "What for ?" "Arn't got your bit o' fish." "Oh, I don't want to take it, Joe," said Vince.
"You've had bad luck to-day." "Never you mind about that, my lad.
I get lots o' fish, and I'm dead on some hammaneggs to-night.
I said you two was to have that fish and lobster; so which is it to be? Who says lobster ?" Nobody said lobster, and the boys laughed. "Well, if you two won't speak out like men, I must do it myself.
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