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"
Think
of
the
long
rest
this
winter
,
"
was
her
reply
to
my
remonstrances
.
"
Why
,
we
'll
be
clamorous
for
something
to
do
.
"
We
held
a
housewarming
in
my
hut
the
night
it
was
roofed
.
It
was
the
end
of
the
third
day
of
a
fierce
storm
which
had
swung
around
the
compass
from
the
south-east
to
the
north-west
,
and
which
was
then
blowing
directly
in
upon
us
.
The
beaches
of
the
outer
cove
were
thundering
with
the
surf
,
and
even
in
our
land-locked
inner
cove
a
respectable
sea
was
breaking
.
No
high
backbone
of
island
sheltered
us
from
the
wind
,
and
it
whistled
and
bellowed
about
the
hut
till
at
times
I
feared
for
the
strength
of
the
walls
.
The
skin
roof
,
stretched
tightly
as
a
drumhead
,
I
had
thought
,
sagged
and
bellied
with
every
gust
;
and
innumerable
interstices
in
the
walls
,
not
so
tightly
stuffed
with
moss
as
Maud
had
supposed
,
disclosed
themselves
.
Yet
the
seal-oil
burned
brightly
and
we
were
warm
and
comfortable
.
It
was
a
pleasant
evening
indeed
,
and
we
voted
that
as
a
social
function
on
Endeavour
Island
it
had
not
yet
been
eclipsed
.
Our
minds
were
at
ease
.
Not
only
had
we
resigned
ourselves
to
the
bitter
winter
,
but
we
were
prepared
for
it
.
The
seals
could
depart
on
their
mysterious
journey
into
the
south
at
any
time
,
now
,
for
all
we
cared
;
and
the
storms
held
no
terror
for
us
.
Not
only
were
we
sure
of
being
dry
and
warm
and
sheltered
from
the
wind
,
but
we
had
the
softest
and
most
luxurious
mattresses
that
could
be
made
from
moss
.
This
had
been
Maud
's
idea
,
and
she
had
herself
jealously
gathered
all
the
moss
.
This
was
to
be
my
first
night
on
the
mattress
,
and
I
knew
I
should
sleep
the
sweeter
because
she
had
made
it
.
As
she
rose
to
go
she
turned
to
me
with
the
whimsical
way
she
had
,
and
said
:
"
Something
is
going
to
happen
--
is
happening
,
for
that
matter
.
I
feel
it
.
Something
is
coming
here
,
to
us
.
It
is
coming
now
.
I
do
n't
know
what
,
but
it
is
coming
.
"
"
Good
or
bad
?
"
I
asked
.
She
shook
her
head
.
"
I
do
n't
know
,
but
it
is
there
,
somewhere
.
"
She
pointed
in
the
direction
of
the
sea
and
wind
"
It
's
a
lee
shore
,
"
I
laughed
,
"
and
I
am
sure
I
'd
rather
be
here
than
arriving
,
a
night
like
this
.
"
