Capitolo 6
it was ready for our saucers of clam-hull.
I won't insult the rising generation on the coast saying
them as pleasure it is a soup of fish combined and eaten in this
Robinson the way of Crusoe. As for the boys that live hinterland, and he/she knows
not of so sea parties, my heart is full of the pity for them. Thing
wasted life! Don't know the delights of a picnic in shore to the sea, not to love
soup of fish, be ignorant of lobscouse!
As happy we were us, us four, sitting to cross legs in the crisp salt
covers of grass with the strengthening seabreeze that blows with gratitude through,
our hair! What a cheerful thing was the life, and as far street it seemed
death--death that affixes in all the pleasant places and was so nearby!
The banquet ended, Phillip Adams deduced from its pocket a handful of
cigars of sweet-fern; but as none of the party could satisfy without
imminent risk to become sick, all of us on a pretext or another,
declined, and Phillip smoked alone.
The wind had refreshed from this, and we found him/it to us comfortable to put
on the jackets that had been thrown apart in the heat of the day.
We wondered aimlessly along the beach and we gathered the great quantities of the
musk of Iceland fairy-plotted that to the certain seasons you/he/she has washed to
these beaches; then we played to ducks and drakes, and then, the sun
being sufficiently low, we went in to bathe.
Before our bath was ended a disdains change you/he/she had come above to the sky and
sea; hairy-white it covers here with clouds scudded and there, and an enveloped complaint
from the contact breakers our ears took at times. While we was
dressing, some pluvius hasty drops came chewing down, and us
adjourned to the curtain to wait for the passenger of the cry.
"We am entirely right, however", says Phillip Adams. "It won't be very of a
puffs, and we will be comfortable as a bug in a carpet, here in the curtain,
particularly if we have that lemonade that some of you the individuals
you/he/she was going to do.
From a mistake, the lemons had been gone away in the boat. Binny