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Coming to Port

Between the ship and the port was a great flat reef. Many good ships have been wrecked here over the years. With the wind blowing from its present direction, it was quite impossible for this ship to reach the entrance to the harbour.

It was now nearly the hour of high tide. The waves were very high, and the schooner, with all sails set, was rushing in at a great speed. As one old sailor said, 'She must end up somewhere, if only in hell'. Then the sea-fog came again, even more than before. The mass of dank cloud seemed to cover everything like a gray blanket. The searchlight was kept fixed on the harbour mouth across the East Pier, where the ship was expected to crash. Everybody waited, holding their breath.