THE UPPER BERTH
"something ghostly moved in my grip"
“I remember that the sensation as I put my hands forward was as though I were plunging them into the air of a damp cellar, and from behind the curtains came a gust of wind that smelled horribly of stagnant sea-water. I laid hold of something that had the shape of a man’s arm, but was smooth, and wet, and icy cold.”
Book: Various Author: F. Marion Crawford
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