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But
could
they
not
hope
,
as
the
novice
had
said
,
that
the
weather
would
become
more
manageable
,
and
that
it
would
be
possible
to
set
some
sail
,
when
they
should
make
the
land
?
It
was
still
Dick
Sand
's
hope
.
He
said
to
himself
that
this
hurricane
,
which
had
lasted
so
many
days
,
would
end
perhaps
by
"
killing
itself
.
"
And
now
that
,
thanks
to
the
appearance
of
the
Isle
of
Paques
,
he
knew
exactly
his
position
,
he
had
reason
to
believe
that
,
once
master
of
his
vessel
again
,
he
would
know
how
to
lead
her
to
a
safe
place
.
Yes
!
to
have
had
knowledge
of
that
isolated
point
in
the
middle
of
the
sea
,
as
by
a
providential
favor
,
that
had
restored
confidence
to
Dick
Sand
;
if
he
was
going
all
the
time
at
the
caprice
of
a
hurricane
,
which
he
could
not
subdue
,
at
least
,
he
was
no
longer
going
quite
blindfold
.
Besides
,
the
"
Pilgrim
,
"
well-built
and
rigged
,
had
suffered
little
during
those
rude
attacks
of
the
tempest
.
Her
damages
reduced
themselves
to
the
loss
of
the
top-sail
and
the
foretop-mast
stay-sail
--
a
loss
which
it
would
be
easy
to
repair
.
Not
a
drop
of
water
had
penetrated
through
the
well-stanched
seams
of
the
hull
and
the
deck
.
The
pumps
were
perfectly
free
.
In
this
respect
there
was
nothing
to
fear
.
There
was
,
then
,
this
interminable
hurricane
,
whose
fury
nothing
seemed
able
to
moderate
.
If
,
in
a
certain
measure
,
Dick
Sand
could
put
his
ship
in
a
condition
to
struggle
against
the
violent
storm
,
he
could
not
order
that
wind
to
moderate
,
those
waves
to
be
still
,
that
sky
to
become
serene
again
On
board
,
if
he
was
"
master
after
God
,
"
outside
the
ship
,
God
alone
commanded
the
winds
and
the
waves
.
Meanwhile
,
that
confidence
with
which
Dick
Sand
's
heart
filled
instinctively
,
was
going
to
be
partly
justified
.
The
next
day
,
March
27th
,
the
column
of
mercury
rose
in
the
barometrical
tube
.
The
oscillation
was
neither
sudden
nor
considerable
--
a
few
lines
only
--
but
the
progression
seemed
likely
to
continue
.
The
tempest
was
evidently
going
to
enter
its
decreasing
period
,
and
,
if
the
sea
did
remain
excessively
rough
,
they
could
tell
that
the
wind
was
going
down
,
veering
slightly
to
the
west
.
Dick
Sand
could
not
yet
think
of
using
any
sail
.
The
smallest
sail
would
be
carried
away
.
However
,
he
hoped
that
twenty-four
hours
would
not
elapse
before
it
would
be
possible
for
him
to
rig
a
storm-jib
.
During
the
night
,
in
fact
,
the
wind
went
down
quite
noticeably
,
if
they
compared
it
to
what
it
had
been
till
then
,
and
the
ship
was
less
tossed
by
those
violent
rollings
which
had
threatened
to
break
her
in
pieces
.
