You have smelled the foam in Skager Rak as well as I." "Many a time," replied the other, and looked to windward.

It was true; the wind had backed to the north-east, and there was an angry little cross sea beginning to run over the long ocean swell.

There was a straight black belt below the stars, and a short, quick splashing, dashing, and breaking of white crests through the night, while the rising breeze sang in the weather rigging.
Claudius turned away and went below.

He took the captain's advice, and secured his traps and went to bed.

But he could not sleep, and he said over and over to himself that he loved her, that he was glad he had told her so, and that he would stand by the result of his night's work, through all time,--ay, and beyond time..