There she was, Beer's Unity, with almost every sail set and filled so that she appeared to be leaning forward… — Douglas Reeman
There she was, Beer's Unity, with almost every sail set and filled so that she appeared to be leaning forward into the surging spray beneath her beakhead. The huge broad-pendant straight out like painted metal, a picture of naval strength at its best.
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