Fury

Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III THE sea lay back, languid, under a hot sun. Her even, contented breathing swayed The Lady Spray with a gentle grace. It was like one woman lending another her mirror and The Lady Spray smiled quietly to herself. She felt dressed for the afternoon, her decks white and trim and her crew for the...
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Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: CHAPTER III THE sea lay back, languid, under a hot sun. Her even, contented breathing swayed The Lady Spray with a gentle grace. It was like one woman lending another her mirror and The Lady Spray smiled quietly to herself. She felt dressed for the afternoon, her decks white and trim and her crew for the moment too hot to shout and sing. Boy, stretched upon the deck, face down, resting upon his elbows, was talking quietly to Noah, a green and red parrot in a very nice cage. G'wan, yuh damn fool, he said politely, urg- ingly. D'ye want yer dinner? Do yer? A muffled scream from Noah. Muscles under a brown skin rippled as Boy swung into a sitting position. Say 'Minnie, I love you ' Come on, now Min?' Noah turned quickly. A third had joined them; a twisted, curious thing, a man with an abnormally large forehead and very blue, transparent eyes. Boy looked up. Blimey, Luke, you try yer 'and; 'e's got to say it proper before port. Luke smiled. Suppose Noah says 'I love ye' all day. 'I love ye?I love ye, ' and then you comeback an' say it; it won't be such new music for Minnie's ears. Wimmen's ears are made to wait for things they like to hear ... to wait. Boy scratched his head as the logic of this observation hit him suddenly. A row of white teeth bared spontaneously. Luke, ye're right. Ye arn't 'arf a one She'd be 'earin' this blinkin' fowl all day and when I'd come back from trips? A sudden movement from Luke interrupted him. A sheet of paper, sweeping along the deck in a breath of warm wind, had been deftly caught. Luke's blue eyes missed nothing. In a moment he had seen a written phrase or two. He hesitated and quickly handing the paper to Boy, moved away. With or about Luke, the unusual always happened. It was a moment befor..