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- DescriptionIt's a boat, sir, whispered Ames, hiding the lantern under his coat. I brushed past him and crept to the end of the dock. The paddle dipped on silently and evenly in the still water, but the sound grew fainter. A cae is the most graceful, the most sensitive, the most inexplicable contrivance of man. With its paddle you may dip up stars along quiet shores or steal into the very harbor of dreams. I knew that furtive splash instantly, and knew that a trained hand wielded the paddle. My boyhood summers in the Maine woods were t, I frequently find, wholly wasted. The owner of the cae had evidently stolen close to the Grissom dock, and had made off when alarmed by the ise of our approach through the wood. Have you a boat here? The boat-house is locked and I haven't the key with me, sir, he replied without excitement. Of course you haven't it, I snapped, full of anger at his tone of irreproachable respect, and at my own helplessness. I had t even seen the place by daylight, and the woodland behind me and the lake at my feet were things of shadow and mystery. In my rage I stamped my foot. Lead the way back, I roared. I had turned toward the woodland when suddenly there stole across the water a voice, -a woman's voice, deep, musical and deliberate. Really, I shouldn't be so angry if I were you! it said, with a lingering te on the word angry. Who are you? What are you doing there? I bawled. Just enjoying a little tranquil thought! was the drawling, mocking reply. Far out upon the water I heard the dip and glide of the cae, and saw faintly its outline for a moment; then it was gone. The lake, the surrounding wood, were an unkwn world, -the cae, a boat of dreams. Then again came the voice: Good night, merry gentlemen! It was a lady, sir, remarked Ames, after we had waited silently for a full minute. How clever you are! I sneered. I suppose ladies prowl about here at night, shooting ducks or into people's houses.
- Author BiographyGAYLON BARROW, is a retired Veteran of the U.S. Army with over thirty-three years of service. Sergeant First Class (Retired) Barrow is a graduate of the Army Institute for Professional Development, located at Fort Eutis, Virginia with a Major in Literature, English, Creative Writing, and Effective Speaking. He is a veteran of the Cold War, Era of Vietnam, and Desert Storm. He is married with three children, has nine grandchildren with eight of them being granddaughters. His oldest son is also retired from the Army while his youngest son a Bronze Star Recipient is a Colonel in the U.S. Army Infantry, with one tour in Afghanistan and is scheduled for his fourth tour in Iraq. As an author Mister Barrow writes of a territory that is real; the creeks, rivers, towns and the big woods are there. He has personally crossed the rivers and creeks and camped in the very woods he writes about. His love for nature and exclusion often takes him into the woods alone for extended stays. He is the best-selling author of 36 previous novels, published by Longhorn Publishing Inc. He lives with his wife and two dogs in the Piney woods of Northeast Texas.
- Author(s)Gaylon Barrow
- Date of Publication19/12/2009
- FormatPaperback / softback
- SubjectCrime, Thriller & Adventure
- Country of PublicationUnited States
- Content Noteblack & white illustrations
- Weight349 g
- Width133 mm
- Height203 mm
- Spine18 mm
- Format DetailsTrade paperback (US),Unsewn / adhesive bound
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