Chapter 21

1,618 words Updated 10-05

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌​​​​‌​‌​​​‌​‌​​​​‌​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌​⁠Towards three o'clock on the following afternoon, the boisterous wind of an uncertain morning settled down to worse things. It tore the spray from the crest of the gathering waves, dashed it even against the French windows of Mainsail Haul, and came booming down the open spaces cliffwards, like the rumble of some subterranean artillery. A little group of fishermen in oilskins leaned over the raili

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