The Cruise of the Shining Light
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“Think o’ that!” cries Tumm, of the Quick as Wink.
I did think of it.
“Think o’ that!” he repeated.
I had left Tumm below. I was alone. The night was still black and windy; but of a sudden, as I looked up, the clouds parted, and from the deck of the Quick as Wink I saw, blind of vision as I was, that high over the open sea, hung in the depth and mystery of space, there was a star…