Capitolo 21
to people-know.
"I am generally standing under, on top of the Steeple" of Michael, he said to
Eustace, pointing out him/it "when the tide allows him/it; but when it is
stop, as now it is, such washing roaring and beads it puts through the
you irrigate among the stone and the continent that any swimmer could embank
it; and then I come on here, and it reputes down from above of the. It is
the most excellent point on everything of our Cornish coasts along, this point on which we am standing. It
you/he/she has seen her/it wider, the purest air, the hardest stone the tallest and
the most greater part of fantastic tor of some of them."
"My husband is an enthusiastic truth for this particular place", Mrs.
Trevennack inserted, while looking at his/her face as her talked to a certain
anxious and it sick-disguised the promptness of wifely.
"He has been coming here for years. It has a lot of associations for us."
"Some painful and some happy", Cleer added, mean to tall voice; and Tyrrel,
assent that mentions with the head, looked at her as if waiting himself/herself/itself of the marked recognition.
"You should see him/it in the season" of pilchard, his/her father followed,
suddenly addressing to Eustace with a lot of animation in his/her voice. "That is
the time for Cornwall--one month or so later what time--you should see him/it
then, for picturesqueness and variety. 'When corn is in the
hit', it says our Cornishes they rhyme, 'Then the fish is away the rock'--and
the stone St. Michael. The HUER, as we call him/it to us, for him it gives the
color and he/she cries from the watch of hill-top when the fish is coming, him
stands on the Steeple of alone Michael there under, as so often I bear me,
and when he sights the benches from the ripple on the water, he makes sign to
to the boats that way of going for the pilchards. Then the rowers in the
lurkers, as we call our senna-boats, you surround the bench with a you fold up-
takes with the net, or you drag the senna in Mullion Small bay, entirely I live with a mass of
bright silver. The jowsters come above down with their carts to the