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But
if
ever
an
unlucky
accident
were
to
reveal
to
Martin
Holt
that
his
brother
’
s
name
had
been
changed
to
Parker
,
that
the
unfortunate
man
had
not
perished
in
the
shipwreck
of
the
Grampus
,
but
had
been
sacrificed
to
save
his
companions
from
perishing
of
hunger
;
that
Dirk
Peters
,
to
whom
Martin
Holt
himself
owed
his
life
,
had
killed
him
with
his
own
hand
,
what
might
not
happen
then
?
This
was
the
reason
why
the
half
-
breed
shrank
from
any
expression
of
thanks
from
Martin
Holt
—
why
he
avoided
Martin
Holt
,
the
victim
’
s
brother
.
The
boatswain
had
just
struck
six
bells
.
The
schooner
was
sailing
with
the
caution
demanded
by
navigation
in
unknown
seas
.
There
might
be
shoals
or
reefs
barely
hidden
under
the
surface
on
which
she
might
run
aground
or
be
wrecked
.
As
things
stood
with
the
Halbrane
,
and
even
admitting
that
she
could
be
floated
again
,
an
accident
would
have
rendered
her
return
impossible
before
the
winter
set
in
.
We
had
urgent
need
that
every
chance
should
be
in
our
favour
and
not
one
against
us
.
West
had
given
orders
to
shorten
sail
.
When
the
boatswain
had
furled
the
top
-
gallant
-
sail
,
the
top
-
sail
and
royal
,
the
Halbrane
remained
under
her
mainsail
,
her
fore
-
sail
and
her
jib
:
sufficient
canvas
to
cover
the
distance
that
separated
her
from
land
in
a
few
hours
.
Captain
Len
Guy
immediately
heaved
the
lead
,
which
showed
a
depth
of
twenty
fathoms
.
Several
other
soundings
showed
that
the
coast
,
which
was
very
steep
,
was
probably
prolonged
like
a
wall
under
the
water
.
Nevertheless
,
as
the
bottom
might
happen
to
rise
sharply
instead
of
following
the
slope
of
the
coast
,
we
did
not
venture
to
proceed
without
the
sounding
line
in
hand
.
The
weather
was
still
beautiful
,
although
the
sky
was
overcast
by
a
mist
from
south
-
east
to
south
-
west
.
Owing
to
this
there
was
some
difficulty
in
identifying
the
vague
outlines
which
stood
out
like
floating
vapour
in
the
sky
,
disappearing
and
then
reappearing
between
the
breaks
of
the
mist
.
However
,
we
all
agreed
to
regard
this
land
as
from
twenty
-
five
to
thirty
fathoms
in
height
,
at
least
at
its
highest
part
.
No
!
we
would
not
admit
that
we
were
the
victims
of
a
delusion
,
and
yet
our
uneasy
minds
feared
that
it
might
so
!
Is
it
not
natural
,
after
all
,
for
the
heart
to
be
assailed
by
a
thousand
apprehensions
as
we
near
the
end
of
any
enterprise
?
At
this
thought
my
mind
became
confused
and
dreamy
.
The
Halbrane
seemed
to
be
reduced
to
the
dimensions
of
a
small
boat
lost
in
this
boundless
space
—
the
contrary
of
that
limitless
sea
of
which
Edgar
Poe
speaks
,
where
,
like
a
living
body
,
the
ship
grows
larger
.
When
we
have
charts
,
or
even
sailing
directions
to
instruct
us
concerning
the
hydrography
of
the
coasts
,
the
nature
of
the
landfalls
,
the
bays
and
the
creeks
,
we
may
sail
along
boldly
.
In
every
other
region
,
the
master
of
a
ship
must
not
defer
the
order
to
cast
anchor
near
the
shore
until
the
morrow
.
But
,
where
we
were
,
what
an
amount
of
prudence
was
necessary
!
And
yet
,
no
manifest
obstacle
was
before
us
.
Moreover
,
we
had
no
cause
to
fear
that
the
light
would
fail
us
during
the
sunny
hours
of
the
night
.
At
this
season
the
sun
did
not
set
so
soon
under
the
western
horizon
,
and
its
rays
bathed
the
vast
Antarctic
zone
in
unabated
light
.
