J. S. Fletcher

J. S. Fletcher

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Portrait of J. S. Fletcher J. S. Fletcher The Kang-He Vase — Chapter 23 (1924)

It was a bright and beautiful summer morning, that, and there was a smart breeze blowing off the sea that carried us rapidly towards Fliman’s End, four miles away. We were about half-way over, and just then crossing a stretch of water known to the local fishermen as Middlebourne Moorings when one of our company, keeping a look out forward, sighted something floating on the sea, which something, when we got closer to it, proved to be an oar.
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Portrait of J. S. Fletcher J. S. Fletcher The Kang-He Vase — Chapter 23 (1924)

The nearest point of land to that outlying corner of Melsie Island was Fliman’s End. There was excellent landing there; the country beyond was of a nature that would afford good cover for a fugitive, and without touching any village or hamlet, it was possible for anybody well acquainted with the neighbourhood to get away unobserved from the shore at that point to a line of railway several miles inland. For Fliman’s End, therefore, we determined to make, and hurried back to our own boat on the north beach.
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Portrait of J. S. Fletcher J. S. Fletcher The Kang-He Vase — Chapter 23 (1924)

The exertion of pulling even a small craft through a smooth sea had been too much for a man who suffered from a weak heart, and he had collapsed and fallen overboard, possibly in an endeavour to save the oar which had slipped from his hand as faintness overcame him. Anyway, there was no Uncle Joseph Krevin there. But there was his coat ... familiar enough to me. It lay, neatly folded and bundled, in the stern: evidently he had taken it off and laid it aside before taking up the oars. It was handed over the side to Cherry, and Cherry immediately began to search the pockets.
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