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Henry De Vere Stacpoole
The Blue Lagoon
e-artnow, 2021
Contact: info@e-artnow.org
EAN 4066338120328
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BOOK I
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PART I
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CHAPTER I
WHERE THE SLUSH LAMP BURNS
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Mr Button was seated on a sea-chest with a fiddle under his left ear. He was playing the “Shan van vaught,” and accompanying the tune, punctuating it, with blows of his left heel on the fo’cs’le deck.
“O the Frinch are in the bay, Says the Shan van vaught.”
He was dressed in dungaree trousers, a striped shirt, and a jacket baize—green in parts from the influence of sun and salt. A typical old shell-back, round-shouldered, hooked of finger; a figure with strong hints of a crab about it.