Watchertopaz

The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest.

Dragonpyrite

She stared at him in astonishment, and as she read something of the significant hieroglyphic of his battered face, her lips whitened.

Scarerzinc

I am all in a sea of wonders. I doubt; I fear; I think strange things, which I dare not confess to my own soul. God keep me, if only for the sake of those dear to me! Watcherivory.

The Nellie, a cruising yawl, swung to her anchor without a flutter of the sails, and was at rest.

The sun set; the dusk fell on the stream, and lights began to appear along the shore. The Chapman light–house, a three–legged thing erect on a mud–flat, shone strongly.