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CHAPTER XVI

The tide was out when they reached the quay. Green seaweed trailed from the timbers of the derelict wharf, like the manes of unkempt horses, and the steps slid away from sight into the water. From the sluice gates at the mouth of the river the marsh stream foamed and frothed in a final fluster to mingle with the salt tide ebbing to the sea. A spit of red gold sand jutted from the shore to form a pool for small yachts and fishermen's boats. On the hard itself were narrow grey boats with wicked barrels, swathed in tarpaulin. In the small hours of the season the Speenmouth fishermen coaxed them through the tortuous lanes of the reed beds, and with a single shot brought forty or fifty duck fluttering to the water. Now they lay idle on the hard, slim and fine as greyhounds, but dour looking.
" There's the Cormorant," Denis pointed to a stocky craft, spinning at her anchor in the swirls of the tide. Her varnished carvel caught the rays of the sun. She swung off her moorings and came bounding to her chain like a shy colt at the paddock gate.
" That one there ? " said Peter.
" She's not much to look at," said Denis, trying to remember exactly how he had described the Cormorant when at Eton ;" but she's damned good in a stiff breeze, isn't she, mum? "
Mrs. Bailey smiled. " She's a nice little craft. Are you a wetbob, Lord Ockley ? "
" You won't notice it, I'm afraid," said Peter. " Have I got to sit in there, Denis ?"
" Yes, it belongs to an old fellow called Bovney Jackson. He's an awfully decent sort and lets me use it."
" I'd like to see him in a rigger," said Peter.
" Bovney could sail anything. He taught me sailing. You watch." Denis threw the oars into a cockle shell with square ends and pushed it into the water. He propelled it with a single oar from the stern. In two more voyages he brought his mother and Peter on board and they started off down the river. Peter at bow kept prodding Denis in the back in efforts to match his quick, sharp stroke. Mrs.

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