I came through last June, you know, after I left your yacht at Newport.
She saw me in the yacht, only once; she knew me; she was afraid.
I engaged a retired army colonel for a conductor on board my yacht.
He had sent his car away when he arrived, as it was but a step to the Yacht Club where he slept.
So the next thing was, he spoke to Tris and hired him to sail his yacht.
That is the owner of the vessel, and a member of the Yacht Club.
The yacht, as we before observed, was bound to Cowes, in the Isle of Wight.
After a short conversation, the yacht dropped her anchor at Torquay.
The submerged portion of a yacht is, as in all other boats, termed the hull.
More like a yacht than a deep-water bark, she is enough sight.
