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, and made the ship snug.
Kenealy asked him what was the matter?
"Barometer going down; moon at the full; and Jonah aboard," was the
reply, uttered doggedly.
Kenealy assured him it was a beautiful evening, precursor of a fine day.
"See how red the sunset is.
'Evening red and morning grey
Are the sure signs of a fine day.'"
Dodd looked, and shook his head. The sun was red, but the wrong red: an
angry red: and, as he dipped into the wave, discharged a lurid coppery
hue that rushed in a moment like an embodied menace over the entire
heavens. The wind ceased altogether: and in the middle of an unnatural
and suspicious calm the glass went down, down, down.
The moon rose, and instantly all eyes were bent on her with suspicion;
for in this latitude the hurricanes generally come at the full moon. She
was tolerably clear, however; but a light scud sailing across her disc
showed there was wind in the upper regions.
Dodd trusted to science; barred the lee-ports, and had the dead lights
put into the stem cabin and secured: then turned in for an hour's sleep.


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