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Portrait of John Masefield John Masefield Jim Davis — Chapter XV: The Battle on the Shore (1911)

Our sails were down, we were hardly moving through the water, the water gurgled and plowtered under our keel, there was a light mist fast fading before the wind. It was not very dark, in fact it was almost twilight. One or two stars were shining; there were clouds slowly moving over them; but the sky astern of us was grey and faint yellow, and the land, the Kentish coast, lay clear before us, with the nose of Dungeness away on our port bow. It was all very still and beautiful. The seamen moved to and fro about the lugger.
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Portrait of John Masefield John Masefield Jim Davis — Chapter XV: The Battle on the Shore (1911)

I saw one wounded horse seize a smuggler by the arm and shake him as a dog shakes a rat; the rider of the horse, firing at the man, shot the horse by accident through the head. I suppose he was too much excited to know what he was doing—I fancy that men in a battle are never quite sane. The horse fell over in the water, knocking down another horse, and then there was a lashing in the sea as the horse tried to rise. The smugglers cut at him in the sea and all the time his rider was half under water trying to get up and pulling at the trigger of his useless, wetted pistol.
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Portrait of John Masefield John Masefield Jim Davis — Chapter XV: The Battle on the Shore (1911)

At every moment, as it seemed to me (full as I was of anxiety) , the land showed more clearly, the trees stood out more sharply against the sky, the light in the east became more like a flame.
"Hurry," said Marah. "It'll be dawn in a tick."
Hurry was the watchword of the crews. The men worked with a will. Tub after tub was passed along. Now and then we heard a splash and an oath. Then a horse would whinny upon the beach, startled by a wave, and a man would tell him to "Stand back," or "Woa yer." I caught the excitement, and handed out the tubs with the best of them.
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