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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from 'Twixt Land & Sea by Joseph Conrad: any man who has not actually gone over the border. That gesture
restrained me, so to speak.
The mate with the terrific whiskers was now putting the ship on the
other tack. In the moment of profound silence which follows upon
the hands going to their stations I heard on the poop his raised
voice: "Hard alee!" and the distant shout of the order repeated on
the maindeck. The sails, in that light breeze, made but a faint
fluttering noise. It ceased. The ship was coming round slowly; I
held my breath in the renewed stillness of expectation; one
wouldn't have thought that there was a single living soul on her
decks. A sudden brisk shout, "Mainsail haul!" broke the spell, and
'Twixt Land & Sea |
