Sea gulls fluttered upward, screeching.City odors drifted in from Plymouth, across the ship, shoving aside the salt air.Sails snapped taut.The wind had changed and it was time to go.

• 海鸥尖叫着冲向天空，从普利茅斯飘来的城市的气息笼罩了轮船，将咸咸的海的气息推开，帆被扯紧了，风向已经改变，该是起程的时候了。