"Holding the sweet-smelling mango in his left hand, Peter raised his right hand over his head and, pointing his index finger skyward, sprang up and rose swiftly from the earth. It was a dramatic takeoff, and totally unnecessary."
Chapter 1, p. 1

"Slank clambered out of the boat and hauled the dory out of the water. He looked up the beach, now pale white in the moonlight. His eyes traced the path Ombra had taken across the wet sand, and felt the chill again. There were no footprints."
Chapter 8, p. 50

"Lord Ombra glided across the floor planks of the captain's quarters, where thick wool blankets hung over the stern windows, preventing even a sliver of sunlight from penetrating. A lone lantern suspended from an overhead beam cast a dim yellow light."
Chapter 17, p. 104

"Hook was in a cold rage. He was never pleasant to be around, but now his mood...