Part 5 (2/2)
As the night wore on the wind increased until quite a gale was blowing, and the whale-boat began to plunge into the seas, throwing spray every time her nose went into it The oilskins shone yellow and dripping in the feeble light of a lantern and although it was nearly the end of June a cold hipped the icy spu whitecaps
”Doesn't feelfro his exciting adventure with the gray whale
”Behring Sea hasn't got much summer to boast of,” the old whaler replied; ”leastwise not often You oes down the Polar current gets in its work an' it's cold”
”Where do you suppose we're going, Hank?” the boy asked, with a fir ”I don't like to bother Captain Murchison”
”Nor I,” the gunner answered, looking toward the stern of the boat; ”let hioin', I don't know I can't even see the stars, so I don't knohich e're headin'”
”Do you suppose we'll strike Alaska?” Colin queried ”Or perhaps the north of japan? Say, it would be great if we fetched up at Kamchatka or somewhere that nobody had ever been before!”
The lad's delight in the thought of landing at some inhospitable northern island off the coast of Asia was so boyish that in spite of the discohed outright
”japan's a long ways south of here,” he said ”We'd strike the Aleutian or the Kuril Islands before we got near there I reckon we ought to try for some place on the Alaska coast, but as I remember, the as dead east e left the _Gull_ an' I don't think it's changedyawn and then shi+vered
”I wouldn't ly; ”I'm nearly dead with sleep”
”Why don't you drop off?” Hank advised ”There's nothin' you can do to help Here, change places with et it then!” the boy protested
”If I had a dollar for every tiot wet in a boat,” the old whaler answered, ”I wouldn't have to go to sea any e places
”Are you warmer now?” he asked a minute or two later
”Lots,” the boy murmured drowsily, and in a few seconds he was fast asleep The old whaler gently drew the boy towards him, so that he would be sheltered fro and pitching of the little boat The long hours passed slowly, and Colin stirred and h all the wild tuainst Hank and the old whaler's ar, roaring sound ringing in his ears Dawn had broken, though the sun was not yet up, and Colin shi+vered with the wakening and the cold, his teeth chattering like castanets A da enwrapped the slowly, and the sail had been lowered and furled while he was asleep
Every few minutes a shout could be heard in the distance, which was answered by one of the sailors in the whale-boat
”Where's thehe had heard only one shout
”She got out of hailin' distance, a little while before breakfast,” the other answered, ”but that doesn't et lost now”
”But why is the sail down?”
The old whaler held up his hand