The Capsina: An Historical NovelBenson, E. F. (Edward Frederic)
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The Capsina: An Historical Novel
Benson, E. F. (Edward Frederic)
Greece -- History -- War of Independence, 1821-1829 -- Fiction
Day after day the wind was so light a breath that it would have been
impossible to approach with the fire-ships, except very slowly,
whereas speed was almost an essential to success; moreover, in the
open seas, two caiques coming up from two rakish-looking brigs might
have attracted the attention even of the indolently minded. So they
waited, keeping out to the west of the Turks, till they should approach
the northern group of islands outside the Hellespont. There, with the
shelter of the land near, and the probability of squally winds from
the high ground of the Troad, a favorable opportunity might offer.
Mitsos and Kanaris were to sail the one; the other was intrusted to two
Psarian sailors, who professed to know their use.
That month of attendance-dancing on the Turks was strangely pleasant
to the Capsina. Since her interview with Suleima her self-control
had begun to be a habit with her, a sort of crust over the fire of
her passion, which, so to speak, would bear the weight of daily and
hourly sociability with Mitsos. For days she had fed herself on a diet
of wisdom, taking the dose, like a sick man, in pills and capsules;
tasteless it seemed, and useless, yet the course was operative. He,
now that the Capsina was a friend of the family, spoke often of his
wife to the girl, and by degrees such talk was less bitter to her in
the hearing. She had faced the inevitable, and in a manner accepted
it, and though the sight of the lad and the touch of him was no less
keenly dear, though all that he was held an incomparable charm for her,
she knew now that what was so much to her was nothing to him. He, for
his part, was in his customary exuberance of boyishness, and she, with
a control not less heroical, showed a lightness and naturalness which
could not but deceive him, so normal was the manner of her intercourse
with him.
By the 1st of November they were passing Lesbos on the east; on the
4th--for day by day went by without more than an hour or two of breeze
in its circle of windless hours--the island was still a blue cloud on
the southeast. Next day, however, they began to feel the backwater from
the current out of the Hellespont which moves up the coast, and Kanaris
knew that there was one chance more only before the ships reached the
mouth of the straits and were safe under the castles which guarded it.
That day he came on board the _Revenge_, which towed the two caiques,
with the Psarians who were to sail the second, and laid his plans
before the Capsina.
"All hangs," he said, "on whether they take the narrow channel between
Tenedos and the land or go outside the island. If they go outside, we
shall have to make an attempt in the open sea, and that I do not like
the littlest bit, for they cannot have failed to see the _Revenge_,
so that we must seem to approach from her; and indeed by now, when a
caique comes from a Greek brig, they know what that caique means."
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