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"
Can
he
swim
?
"
asked
Pencroft
.
"
Yes
,
"
replied
Neb
,
"
and
besides
,
Top
is
there
.
"
The
sailor
,
observing
the
heavy
surf
on
the
shore
,
shook
his
head
.
The
engineer
had
disappeared
to
the
north
of
the
shore
,
and
nearly
half
a
mile
from
the
place
where
the
castaways
had
landed
.
The
nearest
point
of
the
beach
he
could
reach
was
thus
fully
that
distance
off
.
It
was
then
nearly
six
o'clock
.
A
thick
fog
made
the
night
very
dark
.
The
castaways
proceeded
toward
the
north
of
the
land
on
which
chance
had
thrown
them
,
an
unknown
region
,
the
geographical
situation
of
which
they
could
not
even
guess
.
They
were
walking
upon
a
sandy
soil
,
mingled
with
stones
,
which
appeared
destitute
of
any
sort
of
vegetation
.
The
ground
,
very
unequal
and
rough
,
was
in
some
places
perfectly
riddled
with
holes
,
making
walking
extremely
painful
.
From
these
holes
escaped
every
minute
great
birds
of
clumsy
flight
,
which
flew
in
all
directions
.
Others
,
more
active
,
rose
in
flocks
and
passed
in
clouds
over
their
heads
.
The
sailor
thought
he
recognized
gulls
and
cormorants
,
whose
shrill
cries
rose
above
the
roaring
of
the
sea
.
From
time
to
time
the
castaways
stopped
and
shouted
,
then
listened
for
some
response
from
the
ocean
,
for
they
thought
that
if
the
engineer
had
landed
,
and
they
had
been
near
to
the
place
,
they
would
have
heard
the
barking
of
the
dog
Top
,
even
should
Harding
himself
have
been
unable
to
give
any
sign
of
existence
.
They
stopped
to
listen
,
but
no
sound
arose
above
the
roaring
of
the
waves
and
the
dashing
of
the
surf
.
The
little
band
then
continued
their
march
forward
,
searching
into
every
hollow
of
the
shore
.
After
walking
for
twenty
minutes
,
the
four
castaways
were
suddenly
brought
to
a
standstill
by
the
sight
of
foaming
billows
close
to
their
feet
.
The
solid
ground
ended
here
.
They
found
themselves
at
the
extremity
of
a
sharp
point
on
which
the
sea
broke
furiously
.
"
It
is
a
promontory
,
"
said
the
sailor
;
"
we
must
retrace
our
steps
,
holding
towards
the
right
,
and
we
shall
thus
gain
the
mainland
.
"
"
But
if
he
is
there
,
"
said
Neb
,
pointing
to
the
ocean
,
whose
waves
shone
of
a
snowy
white
in
the
darkness
.
"
Well
,
let
us
call
again
,
"
and
all
uniting
their
voices
,
they
gave
a
vigorous
shout
,
but
there
came
no
reply
.
They
waited
for
a
lull
,
then
began
again
;
still
no
reply
.
