a personal record-第32节

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seat；　I　followed　the　James　Westoll　with　my　eyes。　　Before　she　had



gone　in　a　quarter　of　a　mile　she　hoisted　her　flag；　as　the　harbour



regulations　prescribe　for　arriving　and　departing　ships。　　I　saw　it



suddenly　flicker　and　stream　out　on　the　flag　staff。　　The　Red



Ensign！　　In　the　pellucid；　colourless　atmosphere　bathing　the　drab



and　gray　masses　of　that　southern　land；　the　livid　islets；　the　sea



of　pale；　glassy　blue　under　the　pale；　glassy　sky　of　that　cold



sunrise；　it　was；　as　far　as　the　eye　could　reach；　the　only　spot　of



ardent　colourflame…like；　intense；　and　presently　as　minute　as



the　tiny　red　spark　the　concentrated　reflection　of　a　great　fire



kindles　in　the　clear　heart　of　a　globe　of　crystal。　　The　Red



Ensignthe　symbolic；　protecting；　warm　bit　of　bunting　flung　wide



upon　the　seas；　and　destined　for　so　many　years　to　be　the　only　roof



over　my　head。























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