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Then the eddy slackened round her hand. Therush of the water ceased; the world became full oflittle creaking and squeaking sounds. One heard thewaves breaking and flapping against the side of theboat as if they were anchored in harbour. Everythingbecame very close to one. For the sail, upon whichJames had his eyes fixed until it had become to himlike a person whom he knew, sagged entirely; therethey came to a stop, flapping about waiting for abreeze, in the hot sun, miles from shore, miles from theLighthouse. Everything in the whole world seemedto stand still. The Lighthouse became immovable,and the line of the distant shore became fixed. Thesun grew hotter and everybody seemed to come veryclose together and to feel each other’s presence, whichthey had almost forgotten. Macalister’s fishing line212