Marms said: April 6, 2008 4:21 am PST
He had forgotten his wife! With his brass spyglass, he hurried to the stern and peered at the receding dock. Sure enough, there was Irma waving her apron. He lowered the spyglass and sighed. Around the horn and back. . .two years without his wife? Or go back and get her and lose this lovely wind?