Steve said it was not quite so thick, but no one else was able to see much difference in it.

Han managed to subsist on one egg, in spite of gloomy predictions, but after breakfast he and Perry decided to paddle ashore and find a place where they could purchase more.

They tried to add to the party, but no one else wanted to go, and so they disappeared into the mist about nine o'clock, agreeing to be back at ten-thirty, at which time, unless the fog should have lifted, those aboard the boat were to sound the whistle.
They landed on a narrow beach after a short row, and, stumbling through a fringe of coarse sand, discovered a lane leading inland.

They stopped and strove to remember the location of the boat, and then followed the lane.

The fog was amber-hued now and the morning was fast losing its chill.