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A group of idle gazers was collected, to watch the arrival. The little vessel furled her sails, and drifted slowly landward, and, as she was of very light draft, she came close to the shelving shore. A GROUP OF IDLE GAZERS WAS COLLECTED TO WATCH THE ARRIVAL THE LITTLE VESSEL FURLED HER SAILS AND DRIFTED SLOWLY LANDWARD AND AS SHE WAS A VERY LIGHT DRAUGHT SHE CAME CLOSE TO THE SHELVING SHORE
nd silent with heat. The sea sparkled languidly, and the brilliant blue sky hung cloudlessly over. Scores of little island vessels had my grandfather seen coming over the horizon, and cast anchor in the port. Hundreds of summer mornings had the white sails flashed and faded, like vague faces through forgotten dreams. But this time he laid down the spyglass, and leaned against a column of the piazza, and watched the vessel with an intentness that he could not explain. She came nearer and nearer, a graceful spectre in the dazzling morning. "'Decidedly, I must step down and see about that vessel,' said my grandfather Titbottom. "He gathered his ample dressing-gown about him, and stepped from the piazza, with no other protection from the sun than the little smoking-cap upon his head. His face wore a calm, beaming smile, as if he loved the whole world. He was not an old man; but there was almost a patriarchal pathos in his expression, as he sauntered along in the sunshine towards the shore. R WAS SWEET WITH PERFUMES AND SILENT WITH HEAT THE SEA SPARKLED LANGUIDLY AND THE BRILLIANT BLUE SKY HUNG CLOUDLESSLY OVER SCORES OF LITTLE ISLAND VESSELS HAD MY GRANDFATHER SEEN COMING OVER THE HORIZON AND CAST ANCHOR IN THE PORT HUNDREDS OF SUMMER MORNINGS HAD THE WHITE SAILS FLASHED AND FADED LIKE VAGUE FACES THROUGH FORGOTTEN DREAMS BUT THIS TIME HE LAID DOWN THE SPYGLASS AND LEANED AGAINST A COLUMN OF THE PIAZZA AND WATCHED THE VESSEL WITH AN INTENTNESS THAT HE COULD NOT EXPLAIN SHE CAME NEARER AND NEARER A GRACEFUL SPECTRE IN THE DAZZLING MORNING DECIDEDLY I MUST STEP DOWN AND SEE ABOUT THAT VESSEL SAID MY GRANDFATHER TIT BOTTOM HE GATHERED HIS AMPLE DRESSING GOWN ABOUT HIM AND STEPPED FROM THE PIAZZA WITH NO OTHER PROTECTION FROM THE SUN THAN THE LITTLE SMOKING CAP UPON HIS HEAD HIS FACE WORE A CALM BEAMING SMILE AS IF HE LOVED THE WHOLE WORLD HE WAS NOT AN OLD MAN BUT THERE WAS ALMOST A PATRIARCHAL PATHOS IN HIS EXPRESSION AS HE SAUNTERED ALONG IN THE SUNSHINE TOWARDS THE SHORE
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