Mainsail

In a short time we stowed all our belongings and set sail.

Mainsail, jib, and topsail, the spread of canvas rather startling Wynn, who had only been used to sea yachts.

There was a light north-westerly wind, and we glided swiftly away before it.

But ere we had sailed a couple of hundred yards, Wynn insisted on our stopping to sketch the white house at Whitlingham, which, with the trees on the hill, the wood-shaded reach of the river, and the huge brown sails of the wheries, formed a picture we might well wish to carry away.