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At
this
moment
seven
men
of
the
crew
,
mute
and
immovable
as
ever
,
mounted
the
platform
.
One
carried
a
harpoon
and
a
line
similar
to
those
employed
in
catching
whales
.
The
pinnace
was
lifted
from
the
bridge
,
pulled
from
its
socket
,
and
let
down
into
the
sea
.
Six
oarsmen
took
their
seats
,
and
the
coxswain
went
to
the
tiller
.
Ned
,
Conseil
,
and
I
went
to
the
back
of
the
boat
.
"
You
are
not
coming
,
Captain
?
"
I
asked
.
"
No
,
sir
;
but
I
wish
you
good
sport
.
"
The
boat
put
off
,
and
,
lifted
by
the
six
rowers
,
drew
rapidly
towards
the
dugong
,
which
floated
about
two
miles
from
the
Nautilus
.
Arrived
some
cables-length
from
the
cetacean
,
the
speed
slackened
,
and
the
oars
dipped
noiselessly
into
the
quiet
waters
.
Ned
Land
,
harpoon
in
hand
,
stood
in
the
fore
part
of
the
boat
.
The
harpoon
used
for
striking
the
whale
is
generally
attached
to
a
very
long
cord
which
runs
out
rapidly
as
the
wounded
creature
draws
it
after
him
.
But
here
the
cord
was
not
more
than
ten
fathoms
long
,
and
the
extremity
was
attached
to
a
small
barrel
which
,
by
floating
,
was
to
show
the
course
the
dugong
took
under
the
water
.
I
stood
and
carefully
watched
the
Canadian
's
adversary
.
This
dugong
,
which
also
bears
the
name
of
the
halicore
,
closely
resembles
the
manatee
;
its
oblong
body
terminated
in
a
lengthened
tail
,
and
its
lateral
fins
in
perfect
fingers
.
Its
difference
from
the
manatee
consisted
in
its
upper
jaw
,
which
was
armed
with
two
long
and
pointed
teeth
which
formed
on
each
side
diverging
tusks
.
This
dugong
which
Ned
Land
was
preparing
to
attack
was
of
colossal
dimensions
;
it
was
more
than
seven
yards
long
.
It
did
not
move
,
and
seemed
to
be
sleeping
on
the
waves
,
which
circumstance
made
it
easier
to
capture
.
The
boat
approached
within
six
yards
of
the
animal
.
The
oars
rested
on
the
rowlocks
.
I
half
rose
.
Ned
Land
,
his
body
thrown
a
little
back
,
brandished
the
harpoon
in
his
experienced
hand
.
Suddenly
a
hissing
noise
was
heard
,
and
the
dugong
disappeared
.
The
harpoon
,
although
thrown
with
great
force
;
had
apparently
only
struck
the
water
.
"
Curse
it
!
"
exclaimed
the
Canadian
furiously
;
"
I
have
missed
it
!
"
