The sunset faded to twilight
I began walking, therefore, in a big curve, seeking some point of vantage and continually looking at the sand. ...
Idly digging his toes in the sand
It did so indeed, and much sooner than she had expected. Granser babbled on unnoticed. ...
What art thrusting that thief-catcher into my face?
I believe I have broken a finger here against his cursed jaw ain't those mincing knives down in the forecastle there, men ...
