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Suddenly
the
wind
fell
and
the
vessel
fell
back
,
and
turning
her
became
hopeless
.
A
high
wave
caught
her
below
,
carried
her
up
on
the
reefs
,
where
she
struck
with
great
violence
.
The
foremast
came
down
with
all
the
fore-rigging
.
The
brig
rose
twice
,
and
then
lay
motionless
,
heeled
over
on
her
port
side
at
an
angle
of
30
degrees
.
The
glass
of
the
skylight
had
been
smashed
to
powder
.
The
passengers
rushed
out
.
But
the
waves
were
sweeping
the
deck
from
one
side
to
the
other
,
and
they
dared
not
stay
there
.
John
Mangles
,
knowing
the
ship
to
be
safely
lodged
in
the
sand
,
begged
them
to
return
to
their
own
quarters
.
"
Tell
me
the
truth
,
John
,
"
said
Glenarvan
,
calmly
.
"
The
truth
,
my
Lord
,
is
that
we
are
at
a
standstill
.
Whether
the
sea
will
devour
us
is
another
question
;
but
we
have
time
to
consider
.
"
"
It
is
midnight
?
"
"
Yes
,
my
Lord
,
and
we
must
wait
for
the
day
.
"
"
Can
we
not
lower
the
boat
?
"
"
In
such
a
sea
,
and
in
the
dark
,
it
is
impossible
.
And
,
besides
,
where
could
we
land
?
"
"
Well
,
then
,
John
,
let
us
wait
for
the
daylight
.
"
