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Altogether
it
was
no
such
ill
night
to
keep
the
seas
in
;
and
I
had
begun
to
wonder
what
it
was
that
sat
so
heavily
upon
the
captain
,
when
the
brig
rising
suddenly
on
the
top
of
a
high
swell
,
he
pointed
and
cried
to
us
to
look
.
Away
on
the
lee
bow
,
a
thing
like
a
fountain
rose
out
of
the
moonlit
sea
,
and
immediately
after
we
heard
a
low
sound
of
roaring
.
"
What
do
ye
call
that
?
"
asked
the
captain
,
gloomily
.
"
The
sea
breaking
on
a
reef
,
"
said
Alan
.
"
And
now
ye
ken
where
it
is
;
and
what
better
would
ye
have
?
"
"
Ay
,
"
said
Hoseason
,
"
if
it
was
the
only
one
.
"
And
sure
enough
,
just
as
he
spoke
there
came
a
second
fountain
farther
to
the
south
.
"
There
!
"
said
Hoseason
.
"
Ye
see
for
yourself
.
If
I
had
kent
of
these
reefs
,
if
I
had
had
a
chart
,
or
if
Shuan
had
been
spared
,
it
's
not
sixty
guineas
,
no
,
nor
six
hundred
,
would
have
made
me
risk
my
brig
in
sic
a
stoneyard
!
But
you
,
sir
,
that
was
to
pilot
us
,
have
ye
never
a
word
?
"
"
I
'm
thinking
,
"
said
Alan
,
"
these
'll
be
what
they
call
the
Torran
Rocks
.
"
"
Are
there
many
of
them
?
"
says
the
captain
.
"
Truly
,
sir
,
I
am
nae
pilot
,
"
said
Alan
;
"
but
it
sticks
in
my
mind
there
are
ten
miles
of
them
.
"
Mr.
Riach
and
the
captain
looked
at
each
other
.
