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"Now watch!"
They sat in silence, while the boat drifted on the smooth and oily
water almost in the shadow of the cliffs. At some distance beyond them
the cliffs sank, and the shore curved sharply in the direction of the
island with its fort. There was the enigmatic dimness, though not
dense darkness, of the night. Nearer at hand the walls of rock made
the night seem more mysterious, more profound, and at their base
flickered the flames which had attracted Artois' attention. Fitfully
now these flames, rising from some invisible brazier, or from some
torch fed by it, fell upon half-naked forms of creatures mysteriously
busy about some hidden task. Men they were, yet hardly men they
seemed, but rather unknown denizens of rock, or wave, or underworld;
now red-bodied against the gleam, now ethereally black as are shadows,
and whimsical and shifty, yet always full of meaning that could not be
divined. They bent, they crouched. They seemed to die down like a wave
that is, then is not.


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