As the daylight dawned Edmund and Egbert, who had hardly left the poop since the storm began, looked anxiously ahead.
"Surely, Edmund, I see a dark mass ahead ?" Egbert exclaimed.
For a minute or two Edmund gazed silently ahead.
"It is so, Egbert," he said; "it is a rocky coast.

Do you not see a white fringe below where the waves strike against it ?" As the light became clearer the imminence of their peril grew more distinct.

A lofty iron-bound coast rose in front of them, and extended as far as the eye could reach on either hand.

The seas broke with terrible force against its base, sending its spray far up on the cliffs.
"Could we bring her about ?" Edmund asked the chief of the sailors.
"It would be useless," the man said.

"She could not make her way in the teeth of this gale." "That I see," Edmund said; "but at present we are rushing on to destruction.