CHAPTER VI.
AT FULL STEAM At this cry the whole ship's crew hurried towards the harpooner--commander, officers, masters, sailors, cabin boys; even the engineers left their engines, and the stokers their furnaces.
The order to stop her had been given, and the frigate now simply went on by her own momentum.

The darkness was then profound, and, however good the Canadian's eyes were, I asked myself how he had managed to see, and what he had been able to see.

My heart beat as if it would break.

But Ned Land was not mistaken, and we all perceived the object he pointed to.

At two cables' length from the Abraham Lincoln, on the starboard quarter, the sea seemed to be illuminated all over.