Manfred dropped his hands andstepped back. Again the shoal surgeddownwards, and this time the heavy fifty-foot trawler listed overdangerously so that the crew clutched for handholds, their faces turningashy grey beneath their dark skin. However, the area south of the line was inviolate, arestriction that left them both strung up with nervous Their eyes wereon a level, both big men.
The old general was silent fora few moments, his grey beard sunk into his chest and his expressiongrave. afraid thatthe telegraph tap had been offloaded or forgotten, but it was there inthe tool box with the wheel jack and spanners. Don'tbe a fool, man. Manfred felt it go.
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