How long did he say it was before they raised Anaa?
Five hours, I think ?' 'Four or five,' said Herrick.
Davis stepped to the door.

'What breeze had you that time you made Anaa, Uncle Ned ?' said he.
'Six or seven knots,' was the reply.
'Thirty or thirty-five miles,' said Davis.

'High time we were shortening sail, then.

If it is an island, we don't want to be butting our head against it in the dark; and if it isn't an island, we can get through it just as well by daylight.

Ready about!' he roared.
And the schooner's head was laid for that elusive glimmer in the sky, which began already to pale in lustre and diminish in size, as the stain of breath vanishes from a window pane.