But only as inseparable from the Symbolism, the under-tow, of his imagination.
It is simply to end by my telling you that I was drowned by the “under-tow”—actually drowned!
Each wave knocked him into a heap, and the under-tow pulled at him.
And sure enough it was under-tow, the mystery of which was simple.
The under-tow of embarrassment was worse than ever now, and threatened ...