? ? ? ? 'Now I have it!' I cried. 'I ought to make the tackle fast at the point of balance. And what we learn of this will serve us with everything else we have to hoist aboard.'
? ? ? ? Once again I undid all my work by lowering the mast into the water. But I miscalculated the point of balance, so that when I heaved, the top of the mast came up instead of the butt. Maud looked despair, but I laughed and said it would do just as well.
? ? ? ? Instructing her how to hold the turn and be ready to slack away at command, I laid hold of the mast with my hands and tried to balance it inboard across the rail. When I thought I had it I cried to her to slack away; but the spar righted, despite my efforts, and dropped back toward the water.
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