A slight cough uttered by Jonathan at the moment awakened the echoes of the place, and was returned in hollow reverberations. Every so often a wall of water, thin and jadecoloured, would rise up over the port bow, hesitate, and fall smacking amidships. ‘He prayeth best who loveth best—all things both great and small. If he escapes at all, it must be before our faces.
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