“In good time they too started up strong and well, and we admitted the sharp morning air at the windows, and looked at the tide that was still flowing towards us.
«When it turns at nine o'clock,» said Herbert, cheerfully, «look out for us, and stand ready, you over there at Mill Pond Bank!»
CHAPTER LIV It was one of those March days when the sun shines hot and the wind blows cold: when it is summer in the light, and winter in the shade.
We had our pea-coats with us, and I took a bag. Of all my worldly possessions I took no more than the few necessaries that filled the bag. Where I might go, what I might do, or when I might return, were questions utterly unknown to me; nor did I vex my mind with them, for it was wholly set on Provis's safety.”