16 The Wine-Dark Sea - Libro della tutto

Patrick O'Brian The Wine-Dark Sea
tected a look of extreme indignation on its
face.
They were back on their station, with the islands
clear on the larboard beam except in
thick weather. But they had brought the cold
with them, the right antarctic cold of the high
sixties and beyond; and although the midshipmen's
berth took a perverse delight in fishing
up pieces of drift-ice to freeze their already
frigid grog, the older hands, particularly those
who had sailed in South Sea whalers, looked
upon it with sullen disapproval, as a mark of
worse, far worse, to come.
This cold, and this for late summer unparallelled
show of ice, meant that whenever the
westerlies paused, which they sometimes did,
without any rhyme or reason that could be
made out, the air was filled with mist or even
downright fog.