The wind was scarcely to be felt as wind, but we could hear it moaning in a dull way that was indescribably terrifying.
Gradually the blackness seemed to come down over us as if it would swallow us up, and when I looked back to the bay not a bird was to be seen, and every boat was flying into shelter.
And as they fled, there arose from the empty sea and sky a strange hissing sound, which gradually grew so intense that it became almost a roar; and, as the noise increased, the white line on the horizon widened and widened.
Suddenly there came a lull.

It quite startled us.

But about half-a-mile away, I could see over Alister's shoulders that the clouds were blacker, and the sea took up the colour and seemed to heave and rock more sulkily than before.

There was no white water here, only a greenish ink.

And at the same moment Dennis and Alister each laid a hand upon my arm, but none of us spoke.