... the drag-net full of fish over the salt sands of St. Lucie. He was of the race who wear a red cap, make complicated signs of the cross after the Spanish fashion, drink wine out of goat-skins, ... all at ease; each one reassumed his freedom of manner, spoke in his own note, showed his face; departure was to them a deliverance. All the time the hooker was in the gulf, the sky, although ... produces premature old age, and indigence is made up of wrinkles. One of them was a Basque of the Dry-ports. The other, with the large rosary, was an Irishwoman. They wore that air of indifference...