And then looking down into the harbour I saw a white boat which hadn't been there before.

A white boat riding high on the river's slow current.

The golden light was dying back inside the white boat.

Suddenly, everything was in color: green sea, blue sky, little red and white boats.

On pale water, in a white boat sat a fair woman.

These white, black and green boats have gone on to become iconic in the modern popular culture of the city.

Far out there, the white boat changed position in the water.

I lay down again, and got the white boat sharp in the powerful telescope.

There was a young man hardly more than a boy, really, she noted standing beside a small white boat.

Most people would start with the child and the dead woman in the white boat on the Great River.