expression on their faces could not be distinguished by those
on the forward part of the raft。
Silan glanced at Marka。
249 ON A RAFT
She was cold。 She leaned forward on her pole in a doubled…up
attitude。 She was looking ahead with dreaming eyes; and a
mysterious; charming smile prayed on her lipssuch a smile as
makes even an ugly woman charming and desirable。
〃Look ahead; lads! Ahoy! Ahoy!〃 hailed Silan; with all the
force of his lungs; feeling a powerful pulse of energy and
strength in his strong breast。
And all around seemed to tremble with his cry。
The echo resounded long from the high banks on either side。
End
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