The People Of The Wind, XI.
Tabitha Falkayn and her prisoner of war, Philippe Rochefort, go sailing. Tabitha explains her boat's Ythrian design which had been described earlier in "Wingless." See Water And Wind.
Rochefort:
sees blue, violet- and green-streaked, sun-glittering, white-foamed billows marching as far as he can see;
hears them rumble and whoosh;
smells and tastes their salty spindrift;
feels the blood-spurring spindrift and cool air on his bare skin;
sees also "...the emerald heights of St. Li..." (p. 567) dwindling rapidly behind.
Careful analysis of the last complete paragraph on p. 567 extracts five senses from this scenic description.
My current dilemma is whether to continue rereading and posting about The People Of The Wind or to continue reading a (to me) new Dornford Yates novel. I hope that the three posts published so far today will interest blog readers for a while.
1 comment:
Kaor, Paul!
Considering how characters created by the wonderfully ENGLISH name of "Dornford Yates" sometimes comment on political and philosophical issues, I'm sure analogies with similar statements in the works of Anderson could be found.
Never even heard of Yates before you started talking about him, but his stories does seem worth reading. Poul Anderson was fond of a roughly contemporaneous writer, Leslie Charteris, who wrote "The Saint" stories. I still have to get cracking and find some of Charteris' works.
Sean
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