CHAPTER IX.
womack broad.
“I say, Wynne, I wanted you to stop at that dyke, half way up, but I could not make you hear me. There is a charming little Broad there, called Womack Broad, and a picture ready composed, so bring your paint-box, and we will beat back in the lateen.”
We reached the dyke in half an hour, tacking in that narrow channel with great celerity.
“This boat turns more quickly than the cutter, I think; at all events, there is less trouble in managing her,” said Wynne. “Do you know that I think a fine-bowed lugger, with main and mizen rig, would be a handy boat for these waters.”
“Some of the old lateeners have been turned into luggers, and sail very well. Here is the dyke, nearly a mile long, and fringed with ferns and flowers, reeds and bulrushes, iris and forget-me-nots.”