1 I looked to my companion for enlightenment.
2 It was good that men should be specialists, I mused.
3 The vessels came together before I could follow his advice.
4 "I had not thought there was any particular strain," I answered.
5 I was not wrong when I decided that his days had been spent on the sea.
6 He was clad in a blue uniform, and I remember noting how trim and quiet he was.
7 On looking back, I realize that the remark was too obvious to make rejoinder necessary.
8 I could see the pilot-house and a white-bearded man leaning partly out of it, on his elbows.
9 I too had been groping and floundering, the while I thought I rode clear-eyed through the mystery.
10 The danger lay in the heavy fog which blanketed the bay, and of which, as a landsman, I had little apprehension.
11 I scarcely know where to begin, though I sometimes facetiously place the cause of it all to Charley Furuseth's credit.
12 From out of the fog came the mournful tolling of a bell, and I could see the pilot turning the wheel with great rapidity.
13 The fresh breeze was blowing right down upon us, and I could hear the whistle plainly, off to one side and a little ahead.
14 I felt quite amused at his unwarranted choler, and while he stumped indignantly up and down I fell to dwelling upon the romance of the fog.
15 The peculiar knowledge of the pilot and captain sufficed for many thousands of people who knew no more of the sea and navigation than I knew.
16 In fact, I remember the placid exaltation with which I took up my position on the forward upper deck, directly beneath the pilot-house, and allowed the mystery of the fog to lay hold of my imagination.
17 I remember thinking how comfortable it was, this division of labour which made it unnecessary for me to study fogs, winds, tides, and navigation, in order to visit my friend who lived across an arm of the sea.
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