So great was it that Wolf Larsen himself did not dare heave to, though he was being driven far to the southward and out of the seal herd.
? ? ? ? We must have been well in the path of the transpacific steamships when the typhoon moderated, and here, to the surprise of the hunters, we found ourselves in the midst of seals- a second herd, or sort of rear-guard, they declared, and a most unusual thing. But it was 'Boats over!' the boom, boom of guns, and pitiful slaughter through the long day.
? ? ? ? It was at this time that I was approached by Leach. I had just finished tallying the skins of the last boat aboard when he came to my side, in the darkness, and said in a low tone:
? ? ? ? 'Can you tell me, Mr. Van Weyden, how far we are off the coast, and what the bearings of Yokohama are?'
? ? ? ? My heart leaped with gladness, for I knew what he had in mind, and I gave him the bearings- west-northwest and five hundred miles away.
? ? ? ? 'Thank you, sir,' was all he said as he slipped back into the darkness.
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