Theodore Goodridge Roberts

“ Griffon awoke and sprang to his feet. The windlass was manned, the stone hatch was raised.
Henry was the first to rise from the depths. He grinned around him, but there was a grayness in his black skin and a wild light of relief in his eyes. Without a word, he cast the hook clear of the ring in the stone and lowered it clown the hole. He sent the Turtle back to the windlass with a wave of the hand.
"Hoist away!" rang the voice of Penny from the depths.
The windlass creaked and Henry steadied the ascending rope with his hands, leaning out over the open hatch. ”

“ An' she'll be the lady o' Danes's Ride an' High Hall." He patted the box significantly. "The glass be turned, lads. The black crabs be fed. There'll be a good ship layin' off here any day now, to carry us home. The wheel sags round." ”