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Witches Cove

Chapter 8 FROM OUT THE FOG

Word Count: 1905    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

sloop rose ten feet in air to fall, then to rise and fall again. There was a tossing, whirling motion that would have made most girls deathly sick. Not so t

n; in fact Captain Field had brought in

Monhegan shoals was unfair to those daring souls who made their home o

d said. "From all I can see, it's

to have a try at something, deep sea cod, horse mackerel, or even swordfish, why there's the s

he coast, and because these huge battlers of the deep bring a marvelous p

hooo-oo of the fog horn on Manana sounded in their e

p pulled down tight over her unruly locks, one might easily have taken this s

to-day," she shouted bac

g up," Pea

rn off

ay

cod," said Ruth. "There are lines

he next second she gripped her harpoon more secur

oat bore away to the right. The look on Pearl's face became animated. She kne

herself. "Might be a swordfish, thou

so this little adventure was a real treat. Ev

thrill, "one of them may be worth a hundred dollar

heightened with excitement, she was studying an object that, now lifting on the crest of a wave, show

st-not quite. A log does not go under unless a wave hits it. This thing does

to broadcast an order in a t

red back, ten seconds later. "I

did it not mean to those fisherfolk! A new suit for her father, a dress for hersel

t her ribs as the boat came closer, ever closer to that languid

, and her eyes shone as her tense muscles gripped the wh

k fever." Little wonder. Never before had she cast for a swordfish, yet here before her a mo

that had frozen her hand

passed. A

" came in a tense wh

girl in the crow's nest lifted an arm. With skill

came from

ht and fastened securely to the harpoon rope, had been thrown

wing flounders in an unavailing attempt to break away from the harpoon line, he we

to do. She fol

s comment. A cold dread was gripping

fish," she told herself

f a swordfish. None brings a higher price in the market. But i

ce of the water. Now on the crest of a wave, it plunged into t

elf. "It's only a mass of cloth and tw

te object moving like a living thing across the water. Then of a sud

nk. This was a marker, just as her floating bar

a kite. That's the remains of their kite gliding along down there. They got a fish and have been playing him,

e kite is then sailed from a boat over the water in such a manner that the live bait, now beneath the water, now above it, moves along over the surface like a small flying fish. The quarry, seeing this t

Speed King, soon hove into view. She wasn't sorry she had spoiled their game. She was glad. She felt tha

of the boat lifted a clouded and angry face to Ruth

uth asked be

on our

now it was

line

t see yo

ve been after him for five hours." The boy held up hands that were

m the fish, take him. He won't give you much trouble now.

it. If they didn't take the fish with such and such tackle, so heavy a line and pole, just such a reel, they had nothing to boast of. She had spoiled thei

urned with anger. "That don't satisfy us,

him, tugging at his arm, stopped the angry flood. She

aid was, "Don'

n ever, but she controlled h

ft the circle of fog-ridden sea to Ruth and Pearl

s later, "since they don't seem to want the fish, guess we'd be

rk of dispatching the fish, taking the keg and lashing the prize for a tow to port. She had won wha

ised to carry it to market for her. She wasn't going to get a great

pose those city people must have their sport, but it's a little hard to un

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