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London, Jack

"The Sea-Wolf"


? ? ? ? 'I beg your pardon,' I said.


? ? ? ? 'You have convinced me for the first time of your sincerity,' she said, with a faint smile. 'I do know now that we shall go clear.'


? ? ? ? I had seen a distant headland past the extreme edge of the promontory, and as we looked we could see grow the intervening coastline of what was evidently a deep cove. At the same time there broke upon our ears a continuous and mighty bellowing. It partook of the magnitude and volume of distant thunder, and it came to us directly from leeward, rising above the crash of the surf and traveling directly in the teeth of the storm. As we passed the point, the whole cove burst upon our view, a half-moon of white sandy beach upon which broke a huge surf and which was covered with myriads of seals. It was from them that the great bellowing went up.


? ? ? ? 'A rookery!' I cried. 'Now are we indeed saved. There must be men and cruisers to protect them from the seal-hunters. Possibly there is a station ashore.'


? ? ? ? But as I studied the surf that beat upon the beach, I said: 'Still bad, but not so bad.


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