blankness and darkness that was rising around me. A little later I heard the stroke of oars, growing nearer and nearer, and the calls of a man. When he was very near I heard him crying, in vexed fashion, "Why in hell don't you sing out?" This meant me, I thought, and then the blankness and darkness rose over me.
Page:London - The Sea-Wolf, 1904.djvu/23
Jump to navigation Jump to search
This page needs to be proofread.