1 A tiny light twinkled at the pierhead where the ship was entering: and he saw a multitude of people gathered by the waters' edge to see the ship that was entering their harbour.
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2 This, it seemed, was the only love and that the only hate his soul would harbour.
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3 The little river, the Esk, runs through a deep valley, which broadens out as it comes near the harbour.
4 It descends so steeply over the harbour that part of the bank has fallen away, and some of the graves have been destroyed.
5 Between the two piers there is a narrow opening into the harbour, which then suddenly widens.
6 Outside the harbour on this side there rises for about half a mile a great reef, the sharp edge of which runs straight out from behind the south lighthouse.
7 The rays of the searchlight were kept fixed on the harbour mouth across the East Pier, where the shock was expected, and men waited breathless.
8 Thus the coastguard on duty on the eastern side of the harbour, who at once ran down to the little pier, was the first to climb on board.
9 The men working the searchlight, after scouring the entrance of the harbour without seeing anything, then turned the light on the derelict and kept it there.
10 I shall send, in time for your next issue, further details of the derelict ship which found her way so miraculously into harbour in the storm.
11 The Russian consul, too, acting for the charter-party, took formal possession of the ship, and paid all harbour dues, etc.
12 Early in the morning we both got up and went down to the harbour to see if anything had happened in the night.
13 Every boat in the harbour seemed to be there, and the coffin was carried by captains all the way from Tate Hill Pier up to the churchyard.
14 Once or twice it came quite close, but was, I suppose, frightened at seeing me, and flitted away across the harbour towards the abbey.
15 They were more than kind and courteous, and took us at once on board the Czarina Catherine, which lay at anchor out in the river harbour.