We can imagine how galling it must have been for a hardheaded master who had braved the winds and waves to come so far, to furl his sails for the last leg of the voyage and submit to being led into dock by an ugly little tug.
可以想像，當一個死硬派的船長乘風破浪、萬里歸來，卻在最後一程要收帆撒手，靠眼前涎上臉來的小東西拖進港裡，會是多麼惱人的抉擇。