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"

Not

yet

,

"

replied

the

captain

;

"

but

it

is

close

at

hand

.

"

And

he

went

on

giving

his

orders

to

the

men

,

and

doing

his

best

to

make

ready

for

the

storm

,

standing

,

like

an

officer

commanding

a

breach

,

with

his

face

to

the

wind

,

and

his

gaze

fixed

on

the

troubled

sky

.

The

glass

had

fallen

to

26

degrees

,

and

the

hand

pointed

to

tempest

.

It

was

one

o'clock

in

the

morning

when

Lady

Helena

and

Miss

Grant

ventured

upstairs

on

deck

.

But

they

no

sooner

made

their

appearance

than

the

captain

hurried

toward

them

,

and

begged

them

to

go

below

again

immediately

.

The

waves

were

already

beginning

to

dash

over

the

side

of

the

ship

,

and

the

sea

might

any

moment

sweep

right

over

her

from

stem

to

stern

.

The

noise

of

the

warring

elements

was

so

great

that

his

words

were

scarcely

audible

,

but

Lady

Helena

took

advantage

of

a

sudden

lull

to

ask

if

there

was

any

danger

.

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"

None

whatever

,

"

replied

John

Mangles

;

"

but

you

can

not

remain

on

deck

,

madam

,

no

more

can

Miss

Mary

.

"

The

ladies

could

not

disobey

an

order

that

seemed

almost

an

entreaty

,

and

they

returned

to

their

cabin

.

At

the

same

moment

the

wind

redoubled

its

fury

,

making

the

masts

bend

beneath

the

weight

of

the

sails

,

and

completely

lifting

up

the

yacht

.

"

Haul

up

the

foresail

!

"

shouted

the

captain

.

"

Lower

the

topsail

and

jib-boom

!

"

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Glenarvan

and

his

companions

stood

silently

gazing

at

the

struggle

between

their

good

ship

and

the

waves

,

lost

in

wondering

and

half-terrified

admiration

at

the

spectacle

.

Just

then

,

a

dull

hissing

was

heard

above

the

noise

of

the

elements

.

The

steam

was

escaping

violently

,

not

by

the

funnel

,

but

from

the

safety-valves

of

the

boiler

;

the

alarm

whistle

sounded

unnaturally

loud

,

and

the

yacht

made

a

frightful

pitch

,

overturning

Wilson

,

who

was

at

the

wheel

,

by

an

unexpected

blow

from

the

tiller

.

The

Duncan

no

longer

obeyed

the

helm

.

"

What

is

the

matter

?

"

cried

the

captain

,

rushing

on

the

bridge

.

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