16 The Wine-Dark Sea - Libro della tutto

Patrick O'Brian The Wine-Dark Sea
too, showing deep red. Yet there is something
else I can hardly put a name to.' He held the
lamp close to the barometer, shook his head,
and going back to his seat on the locker he
said that the motion was certainly easier: perhaps
they might go back to the andante?
'With all my heart,' said Stephen, 'if I might
have a rope round my middle to hold me to
the chair.'
'Of course you may,' said Jack. 'Killick! Killick,
there. Lash the Doctor into his seat, and
let us have another decanter of port.'
The andante wound its slow length along
with a curious gasping unpredictable rhythm;
and when they had brought it to its hesitant
end, each looking at the other with reproach
and disapproval at each false note, Jack said,
'Let us drink to Zephyrus, the son of Millpond.'
He was in the act of pouring a glass when the