Here are the quotations for this week (April 17th to 23rd):
1. The smoking vapours of the Atlantic drove in wreaths above the boys'
heads. Out of the mist to windward, beyond the grey bar of the Pebble
Ridge, came the unceasing roar of mile-long Atlantic rollers. To leeward,
a few stray ponies and cattle...showed through the haze...
2. They strolled across the wind, shoulders touching, hands in pockets,
caps driven down on their noses and coat-collars turned up against the
fine rain that was sweeping over the Burrows. Underfoot, the salty,
sheep-bitten turf squelched at every step.
3. They pushed though a dripping hedge, landed among water-clogged clods,
and sat down on a rust-coated harrow. The cheroot burned with sputterings
of saltpetre. They smoked it gingerly, each passing it to the other
between closed forefinger and thumb.
The sources of the previous set of extracts (April 3rd to 9th):are:
1 (…The old Tower musket went off with a bang…) This is from "Tiger!
Tiger!" in The Jungle Book.
2. (…There were seven native policemen in Tibasu, and four crazy
smooth-bore muskets among them…) This is from "His Chance in Life", in
Plain Tales from the Hills.
3. (...I had seen the equipment of the infantry. One-third of it was an
old muzzle-loading firing piece,..) This is from "Namgay Doola" in
Life's Handicap
Good wishes to all
John R
PS You may like to note that we have just added notes on “Fuzzy-Wuzzy” and
“How the Camel got his Hump” to the New Readers’ Guide.
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