[Mother Carey’s Chicken by George Manville Fenn]@TWC D-Link bookMother Carey’s Chicken CHAPTER FOUR 1/11
CHAPTER FOUR. HOW THERE WAS AN UNWELCOME PASSENGER. "Here, Mark, my boy," said the captain; "come here and I'll show you your cabin." The lad was standing watching half a dozen men who were reefing a square sail high up on the mainmast, and the process gave him a peculiar sensation of moisture in the hands and chill in the back, for the men were standing upon a rope looped beneath the yard, and apparently holding on by resting the top button of their trousers upon this horizontal spar, their hands being fully occupied with hauling in and folding up the new stiff canvas of the sail. "I say, father," he said, "isn't that dangerous ?" "What, my lad ?" "The work those men are doing." "What, up aloft? H'm, yes, no! They're so used to it that it has ceased to be dangerous, my boy.
Use is second nature.
It would be dangerous for you or me." Mark followed, and the captain showed him his cabin. "You're a lucky one," he said.
"There's a place all to yourself.
Are you going to stay aboard ?" "Yes, father.
<<Back Index Next>> D-Link book Top TWC mobile books
|