Chapter 52

Presently, over her shoulder: “John Lanier, the wind has stopped blowing. It’s turning warmer.” He went to the door where she was standing; she moved to make room for him on the door-step: “Stars in a clear sky; look!” she said. “That is ominous in this country.” “Why?” “Such sudden calms come between gales. And the second gale is sometimes a hurricane.” “Do you think we’d better make things snug—” “Everything is snug.” “I’m wondering about the cofferdam, too—” They walked out over the grass to the dock. “Torches o…