He heard the outer door close with considerable emphasis.

Then he sat down again, his eyebrows raised high on his round forehead, and gazed sadly at the date-card.
* * * Colville had left Loo Barebone seated in the hired carriage in a frame of mind far from satisfactory.

A sea-faring life, more than any other, teaches a man quickness in action.

A hundred times a day the sailor needs to execute, with a rapidity impossible to the landsman, that which knowledge tells him to be the imminent necessity of the moment.

At sea, life is so far simpler than in towns that there are only two ways: the right and the wrong.