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| 18 | 39 | "View more quotes about stroke">Stroke! Stroke!" The beating of the copper drum of the keleustes took up maximum beat. |
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| 18 | 36 | Then the wind was at the stern and the oar-master began his count, easing the ship ahead until the storm sail was caught by the blasts. |
| 18 | 37 | When it was it was like a fist striking the sail and the mast screamed, and the bow, for a terrible moment, dipped in the water and then, dripping the cold waters, the bow leaped up and tilted to the sky. |
| 18 | 38 | "Stroke!" called the oar-master, his cry almost lost in the sleet and wind. |
| 18 | 39 | "Stroke! Stroke!" The beating of the copper drum of the keleustes took up maximum beat. |
| 18 | 40 | The tiny storm sail, swollen with the black wind and sleet, tore at the yard and the brail ropes. |
| 18 | 41 | The Dorna knifed ahead, leaping between the waves that rose towering on either side. |
| 18 | 42 | She would live. |