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Leading Seaman Albert Brown lay dying on Resolution. He was huddled in a cleft in the grey-brown lava of which that desolate island is largely. For all his young life Albert Brown had known that he was to join the Navy, and the Alone on the barren island of Resolution in the South Pacific, he fights. For the first film of the novel, see Brown on Resolution (film). For the second film, see Sailor of the King. Brown on Resolution is a nautical  ‎Plot · ‎Historical background.


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It then suffers damage in a second encounter and her captain plans to pull brown on resolution an isolated Pacific anchorage to try to repair his vessel. His face was swollen and distorted, as were his hands, being quite covered with hideous lumps as a result of the poisoned bites of a myriad of flies—a little cloud of which hung murderously over him as he lay, combining with the shimmering reek of the sun-scorched rock almost to hide him from view.

His feet, too, although a few fragments of what were once shoes still clung to them, were horribly swollen and bruised and brown on resolution.

They were more like sodden lumps of raw horse-flesh than human feet.

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Not the brown on resolution human being on earth could have contemplated those dreadful feet without a throb of pity. Yet a very cursory inspection of Albert Brown's dying body would be enough to show that he was not dying because of the biting flies, nor even because of the hideous condition of his feet.

For the dingy rags on his right shoulder were stained a sinister brown, and when he turned on his side he revealed the fact that those at his back were similarly stained, and a closer look through the tatters of cloth would discover that Brown's right breast was covered with a black, oozing clot brown on resolution blood like an empty football bladder hanging from a bullet wound over Brown's third rib.

Brown lay at the edge of the central, lifeless portion of the island. Mounting up above him rose the bare lava of the highest point of Resolution, a distorted muddle of naked rock bearing a brown on resolution million razor edges—razor edges which readily explained the frightful condition of his feet.

Just at Brown's level, stretching along at each side for Resolution is a hog-backed island bent into a half-moon began the cactus, ugly, nightmarish plants, like bottle-nosed pokers, clustering together thicker and thicker on the lower slopes, each bearing a formidable armament of spikes which explained the tattered condition of Brown's clothes.

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Frequently, stretched out in the scanty line of shade cast by the cacti, there lay iguanas—mottled crested lizards—somnolently stupid. Overhead wheeled sea-birds, and occasionally a friendly mocking-bird, strayed up from the lower slopes, would hop close round Brown's dying body and peer at him in seeming sympathy.

Down at the water's edge, where the Pacific broke against the lava brown on resolution, there brown on resolution a herd of marine iguanas—fantastic creatures which bear only their Latin generic name—industriously gnawing the seaweed on which they live, while round them strayed marvellous scarlet crabs and the other representatives of the amphibious life of this last, almost unknown member of the Galapagos Islands.

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The sky above was of a glaring, metallic blue, in which hung a burnished sun that seemed to be pouring a torrent of molten heat upon the tortured fragment of land beneath it. The sea was of a kindlier blue, and far out near the horizon could be seen a grey line stretching out of sight in both directions, which marked the edge of an ocean current, haunted by sea-birds in hundreds, gathered there to revel in the food, living and dead, which clustered along this strange border.

No trace of human life could be seen around the whole wide horizon, save only for Leading Seaman Albert Brown, huddled in his cleft, and hunger and thirst and fever and loss of blood were soon to make an end even of him, the sole representative of the human race in all this wide expanse; perhaps in years to come some exploring scientist would happen across his bleached bones and would ponder brown on resolution that broken rib and that smashed shoulder-blade.

It is doubtful, though, whether he would brown on resolution them.

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Chapter II It all began more than twenty years earlier, with Lieut. He sat in his first-class carriage and looked, now at his newspaper, now out of the window, now up at the carriage roof, now at the lady who was seated demurely in the diametrically opposite corner brown on resolution the carriage.

For the Commander was not much given to prolonged reading, nor to prolonged following of any one train of thought. He thought, as was only natural, of the influence of first-class certificates upon promotion, and from that he passed to the consideration of Seniority versus Selection, and the Brown on resolution System, and he wondered vaguely if he would ever attain the comfortable security and majestic authority of Captain's rank with its consequent inevitable climb upwards to the awesome heights of an Admiral's position.

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Admirals in one way were mere commonplaces to the Commander, for he came of a long line of naval ancestors, and an uncle of his was an Admiral at that moment, and his grandfather had commanded a brown on resolution of the line at Cronstadt during the Crimean War, and his grandfather had fought at the Nile and had been an Admiral during the reign of George IV.

But he did not think long about Admirals, for he felt brown on resolution restless and fidgety, and he wished that the lady was not in his carriage so that he could put his feet up on the opposite seat brown on resolution smoke. He glanced across at her, and found, to his surprise, that she was contemplating him in a manner difficult to describe—detached yet friendly; certainly not in the way a lady ought to look at a man even if it is granted she might look at all with whom she was alone in a railway carriage in the year of our Lord The Commander was quite startled; he looked away, but his eyes strayed back, stealthily and shyly, as soon as he was sure her gaze was averted.

No, she was not at all that sort—no one could be with that placid, calm look, almost like a nun's.

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But she was a fine woman, for all that, with her stylish sailor hat on the top of her head with a feather at the back, and her smart brown on resolution with its leg-of-mutton sleeves and her white collar, and the toe of one neat shoe just showing beneath her skirt as she sat.

A fine upstanding figure of a woman, in brown on resolution, trim-waisted and corseted with correct severity.

As he looked, she turned and met his gaze again, and he flushed with shy embarrassment down his sunburnt neck and hurriedly looked out brown on resolution the window. But once again his eyes stole back again, inevitably.

And she was smiling at him. Agatha Brown's father was a Nonconformist green-grocer; but, as his Nonconformist friends brown on resolution hurriedly explain when speaking of him, a greengrocer in a very large line of business.

His big shop at Lewisham employed a dozen assistants, and he had two other shops besides, at Woolwich and Deptford, and the wealthy residents of the brown on resolution houses of Blackheath always came to him for such delicacies as asparagus and early strawberries. He even handled a little wholesale trade, and long ago he had climbed high enough to leave off living over his shop and to take instead a substantial house beside Greenwich Park and furnish it in the best manner of the 's.