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Excerpt from Cicely in Ceylon Desmond Cleeve braced himself against the small hurricane which swept the decks of the P. and O. steamship "Scudan," and thanked his stars that at least sea-sickness was not one of his vices. The great rollers, born amidst the untrammelled expanse of the Atlantic ocean, swept down upon the vessel's quarter with a force of apparent annihilation. Now and again, shivering as if with ague, the wretched ship thrust her nose into an abysmal trough, and the screw, rising heavenwards, raced impotently. With a well-calculated dash across the deck Desmond flung himself at the door of the smoking room. In another moment, the door, caught by the wind, closed behind him amidst a shower of spindrift that half-swamped the cabin. "Bit thick outside, isn't it?" Desmond, shaking the moisture from his face, glanced across at the speaker. The latter, the only other occupant of the cabin, was wedged in between a cushioned corner and a marble-topped table, his long legs affording an efficient prop for preventing him from being thrown across the deck. It was a cheery voice, and the owner of it, brown-eyed, with dark brown hair and small moustache, bore out its character in every line of his smiling face. "By Jove, yes!" answered Desmond "It took me all my time to get here from the saloon. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully; any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.