The Mutiny of the Elsinore
From the first the voyage was going wrong. Routed out of my hotel on a bitter March morning, I had crossed Baltimore and reached the pier-end precisely on time. At nine o’clock the tug was to have taken me down the bay and put me on board the Elsinore, and with growing irritation I sat frozen inside my taxicab and waited. On the seat, outside, the driver and Wada sat hunched in a temperature perhaps half a degree colder than mine. And there was no tug.
Possum, the fox-terrier puppy Galbraith had so inconsiderately foisted upon me, whimpered and shivered on my lap inside my greatcoat and under the fur robe. But he would not settle down.
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Limba Engleză ● Format EPUB ● ISBN 9791220851404 ● Mărime fișier 0.7 MB ● Editura ShadowPOET ● Publicat 2023 ● Descărcabil 24 luni ● Valută EUR ● ID 7954779 ● Protecție împotriva copiilor fără