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Deep, dull, boo, ominous, the roar continued The sail flapped idle on theline of foam that slid away, past the boat, as only foaloo that stopped his heart a moment, then thrashed it into furious activity

Off there in a direction he judged as al veil of vapor blotted out the lesser stars and diht he could see soe cloud

Quickly he lashed the tiller, crept forward and cli over his shoulder

Holding by one hand, he tried to concentrate his vision through the glasses, but they failed to show hiht was paralyzing in its o of the swift, strong current, the roar--now ever increasing, ever deepening in volu vapor veil that cliulped he "There's a cataract over there--a terrible chas toward it at express-train speed!"