Roy Norton

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Roy Norton,  Drowned Gold — Chapter 25 (1919)

“ The first view that we aboard the Nelson had was of nothing more than a short staff with an object lashed to it. It proved to be Cochrane's jumper, flying as a flag of distress from the deck of the barge, which, stripped clean by the tempest, was floating soddenly in the water, as if on the point of foundering. Her cranes were entirely gone, and of all the steel cylinders, on which we had depended to give buoyancy to the Esperanza, but two were left, the ones that had been chained amidships to eye-bolts through the main-deck beams. ”
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Roy Norton,  Drowned Gold — Chapter 25 (1919)

“ I could hear one of the men, lounging on the exposed deck of the submarine beneath the bridge, from which we were steering, humming a ditty, and the voices that came up from the interior of the boat sounded cheerful and confident. The engines themselves seemed singing a song of strength and power. We caught up with the Sea-Gull and her tow, and the men of the Sea-Gull gave us a cheerful salute with their whistle. We ran ahead, dropping the tug-boat behind, and in my tiny cabin I was making my calculations for distance when a man came rushing below. ”
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Roy Norton,  Drowned Gold — Chapter 25 (1919)

“ A huge sea-tug was lolling idly about the surface of that portion of the seas that we thought belonged to us, while a great, ungainly salvage outfit, made unmistakable by its huge cranes, was evidently anchored for the time being, and waiting while submarine explorations were being made. Nothing could have been more annoying. Here we were, with full knowledge of our own inability and with a not completely established claim to the Esperanza, threatened with a deadlock by some other outfit that had everything at its command. ”
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