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Almost
instantly
a
shout
reached
our
ears
.
It
was
uttered
by
Dirk
Peters
.
What
had
he
found
?
Paddles
!
It
must
be
so
,
for
we
saw
him
seat
himself
in
the
front
of
the
boat
,
and
paddle
with
all
his
strength
in
striving
to
get
out
of
the
current
.
“
Come
along
!
”
said
the
captain
,
and
,
turning
the
base
of
the
hillock
,
we
all
ran
along
the
edge
of
the
beach
between
the
blackish
stones
that
bestrewed
it
.
After
some
time
,
West
stopped
us
.
The
boat
had
reached
the
shelter
of
a
small
projection
at
that
place
,
and
it
was
evident
that
it
would
be
run
ashore
there
.
When
it
was
within
five
or
six
cables
’
lengths
,
and
the
eddy
was
helping
it
on
,
Dirk
Peters
let
go
the
paddles
,
stooped
towards
the
after
-
part
of
the
boat
,
and
then
raised
himself
,
holding
up
an
inert
body
An
agonized
cry
from
Captain
Len
Guy
rent
the
air
!
“
My
brother
—
my
brother
!
”
“
He
is
living
!
He
is
living
!
”
shouted
Dirk
Peters
.
A
moment
later
,
the
boat
had
touched
the
beach
,
and
Captain
Len
Guy
held
his
brother
in
his
arms
.
Three
of
William
Guy
’
s
companions
lay
apparently
lifeless
in
the
bottom
of
the
boat
.
And
these
four
men
were
all
that
remained
of
the
crew
of
the
Jane
.
