The dolphins treated Rhett and Scarlett to what...
The dolphins treated Rhett and
Scarlett to what could only be called a gameThey swam alongside,
under, across the bow, sometimes singly, sometimes in twos or
threes
Diving and surfacing, blowing, rolling, leaping, looking from eyes that
seemed human, seemed to be laughing above the engaging smile-like
mouth
at the clumsy, boat-bound man and woman
"There!" Rhett pointed when one burst from the surface in a leap, and
"There!" Scarlett yelled when another leapt in the opposite
direction
"There!" and "There!" and "There!" whenever the dolphins broke
waterIt was a surprise each time, always in a spot that was
different from the places where Scarlett and Rhett were looking
"They're dancing," Scarlett insisted"Frolicking," Rhett suggested
"Showing olf," they agreedThe show was enchanting
Because of it Rhett was carelessHe didn't see the dark patch of
cloud d&g bag that was spreading across the horizon behind themHis first
warning was when the steady fresh wind suddenly droppedThe taut
billowing sails went limp, and the dolphins nosed abruptly down into
the water and disappearedHe looked then-too late-over his shoulder
and saw the squall racing over the water and the sky"Get down into
the belly of the boat, Scarlett," he said quietly, "and hold onWe're
about to have a stormDon't be frightened, I've sailed through much
worse She looked behind and her eyes widened
How could it be so sunny and blue in front of them and so black back
there? Without a word she slid down and found a handhold beneath
the
seat where she and Rhett had been sittingHe was making rapid
adjustments to the rigging"We'll have to run before it," he said,
then he grinned"You'll get wet, but it will be a hell of a ride
At that moment the squall newest chanel bag hitDay turned to liquid near-night as the
clouds blackened the sky and loosed sheets of rain on themScarlett
opened her mouth to cry out, and it was immediately filled with
water
My God, I'm drowning, she thought
She bent over and spat and coughed until her mouth and throat were
clearShe tried to lift her head, to see what was happening, to ask
Rhett what was that terrible noiseBut her giddy battered hat was
collapsed onto her face, and she couldn't see anythingI've got to
get rid of it or I'll suffocateShe tore at the tulle bow under her
chin with her free handHer other hand was desperately gripping the
metal handle she had foundThe boat was pitching and yawing,
creaking
as if it was coming apartShe could feel the sloop racing down,
down-it must be almost standing on its nose, it's going to go straight
through the water, right to the bottom of the gucci mens wallets seaOh, sweet Mother
of
God, I don't want to die! With a shudder the sloop stopped its
plunge
Scarlett pulled the wet tulle roughly over her chin, over her face, and
she was free of the smothering folds of wet strawShe could see!
She looked at the water, then up, at water, then up
There was a wall of water higher than the tip of the mast, ready to
fall and smash the frail wooden shell to bitsScarlett tried to
scream, but her throat was paralyzed by fearThe sloop was shaking
and groaning; it rode with a sickening slide up the side of the wall,
then hung on the top, shuddering, for an endless terrifying moment
Scarlett's eyes were narrowed against the rain pouring down on her
head
with terrible pounding blows, streaming down over her faceOn all
sides there were angry, surging, foam-streaked mountainous waves
with
curling breaking white tops streaming tiffany canada fans of spume into the furious
wind and rain"Rhett," she tried to shoutOh God, where was
Rhett?
She turned her head from side to side, trying to see through the
rain
Then, just as the sloop dove furiously down the other side of the wave,
she found himGod damn hissoul! He was kneeling, his back and
shoulders straight, his head and chin high, and he was laughing into
the
wind and the rain and the waves
His left hand gripped the tiller with corded strength, and his right
hand was outstretched, holding on to the line that was wrapped
around
his elbow and forearm and wrist, the sheet that led to the fearful pull
of the huge wind-filled mainsailHe's loving this! The fight with
the wind, the death dangerI hate him! Scarlett looked
up at the towering threat of the next wave and for a wild, despairing
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