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Providentially there was a shredding of the fog at Hell Gate, a

shore-breeze flicking the mists off the surface of the water

Then was revealed the situation which lay behind the particularly

e and two short" blasts of a violent

whistle A Lehigh Valley tug was coes, which the drift had skeoed until they were taking

up the entire channel With their cables, the tug and tow stretched for

at least four thousand feet, al

"Our good luck, sir," vouchsafed the firstso

loud, blaot

no business co down the Sound"

Captain Mayo, his teeth set hard, his rigid face dripping with ines of his giant charge

and jingled for full speed astern in order to halt her He had no desire

to battle for possession of the channel hat he saw ahead

At thatthe

"No Adar