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Dragonlance -- Mary Kirchoff - Kendermore
Atec Март 01 2008 15:16:58
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There, with their backs pressed against the side of the
vehicle, they were able to form a line that was almost
straight.
Hands clasped behind his back, Tasslehoff paced up
and down in front of the ragged ensemble. One of the
gully dwarves -- Fondu had called him Boks -- jabbed
his finger into his ear and was vacantly gouging and
scraping when Tasslehoff spotted him. "Stop that," the
kender snapped, doing his best imitation of a fierce sea
captain. "We'll have none of that when you're in
ranks. This is a sailing ship, and you'll act like sailors."
The gully dwarf hastily withdrew his finger, glanc-
ing at it wistfully before wiping it on his shirt.
Tasslehoff began his orientation, walking around
the ship and pointing out each item as he came to it.
"That's the front end up there, and the back end back
there. The sides are there and there. The little house in
back is the cabin. Never mind that, we'll just call it the
little house. That's where we sleep. This big stick in the
middle is the mast. We're going to hang a big sheet of
cloth on it, called a sail. Your jobs," he said, turning
back to face the gully dwarves, "-- and this is really
important -- is helping to raise and lower the sail by
pulling on these ropes." Immediately the crew shuffled
over and began yanking indiscriminately on ropes,
sailcloth, and each other.
"No, no," hollered Tas, "not yet! Wait until I say!"
The gully dwarves shuffled back to the wagon. "You
can't just go hauling on ropes willy-nilly or the whole
ship will come apart
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