This state of affairs would have been satisfactory enough, but for a
circumstance that, every moment, was making itself more apparent. At
each move they were not only approaching nearer to their enemies,
scattered along the strand, but as they receded from the line of the
breakers, the water became comparatively tranquil, and its smooth
surface, less confused by the masses of floating foam, was more likely
to betray them to the spectators on the shore.
To avoid this catastrophe, which would have been fatal, they moved
shoreward only when it became absolutely necessary to do so, often
permitting the tidal waves to sweep completely over the crown of their
heads, and several time threaten suffocation.
Under circumstances so trying, so apparently hopeless, most lads--ay,
most men--would have submitted to despair, and surrendered themselves to
a fate apparently unavoidable. But with that true British pluck,
combining the tenacity of the Scotch terrier, the English bulldog, and
the Irish stag-hound, the three youthful representatives of the triple
kingdom determined to hold on.
And they held on, with the waves washing against their cheeks, and at
intervals quite over their heads, with the briny fluid rushing into
their ears and up their nostrils, until one after another began to
believe that there would be no alternative between surrendering to the
cruel sea, or to the not less cruel sons of the Saara.
As they were close together, they could hold council, conversing all the
time in something louder than a whisper. There was no risk of their
being overheard. Though scarce a cable's length from the shore, the
hoarse soughing of the surf would have drowned the sound of their
voices, even if uttered in a much louder tone; but being skilled in the
acoustics of the ocean, they exchanged their thoughts with due caution:
and while encouraging one another to remain firm, they speculated freely
upon the chances of escaping from their perilous predicament.
While thus occupied, a predicament of an equally perilous and still more
singular kind, was in store for them. They had been hitherto advancing
towards the water's edge, in regular progression with the influx of the
tide, all the while upon their knees. This, as already stated, had
enabled them to sustain themselves steadily, without showing anything
more than three-quarters of the head above the surface.
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