“Now she be lookin' betta,” one of the women said. “Like she has a chance to make it.”

He was thrown off the team for cheating.

By my own admission I pfaffed around a bit here but I'm going to claim that I was merely enjoying the moment!

Leaving Namoa, and sailing up the coast towards Amoy, the stranger is continually struck with the barren rocky nature of the coast, and in some parts has a view of hills of sand, the particles of which, when a hurricane blows, mix with the wind, and whiten the ropes of vessels and render it most unpleasant to be in the vicinity.