The mouser brought the sloop into the wind, and fafhrd took a triple reef in the sail, while waves hammered the bow, an occasional light crest breaking. He paused to send up a little prayer for forgiveness.
Suddenly, he frowned and peered across the street. Gasping and groaning, he dragged his lithe alien body back to the bed, pushed aside the bedcovers that had fallen to the floor.
Everything had been secured after the card game endedmwhere the hell had he put it.