But before either order could be obeyed, a cry of terror burst from many
throats, for right in front of them there suddenly loomed out of the
darkness an object like a great black cloud, which rose high above and
seemed about to fall upon them. There was no mistaking its nature,
however, for by that time the roar of the breakers right ahead told but
too plainly that they were rushing straight upon a high perpendicular
cliff. At this moment the vessel struck a rock. It was only a slight
touch at the stern, nevertheless it tore the rudder away, so that the
intention of the captain to put about and take his chance of striking on
the rocks to starboard was frustrated.
"Let go," he shouted, in this extremity.
Quick as lightning the anchor went to the bottom but with such way on
the ship, the sudden strain snapped the chain, and the _Lapwing_ rushed
upon her doom, while cries of terror and despair arose from the
passengers, who had by that time crowded on deck.
To the surprise of the captain, and those who were capable of
intelligent observation, the ship did not immediately strike again, but
sailed straight on as if right against the towering cliffs. Still
onward it went, and as it did so there settled around them a darkness so
profound that no one could see even an inch before his eyes. Then at
last the ill-fated vessel struck, but not with her hull, as might have
been expected. High up above them a terrific crash was heard.
"God help us," exclaimed the captain, "we've sailed straight into a
cave!"
That he was right soon became evident, for immediately after the
crashing of the topmasts against the roof of the cave, a shower of small
stones and several large fragments fell on the deck with a rattle like
that of musketry. Some of the people were struck and injured, though
not seriously so, by the shower.
"Get down below, all of you!" cried the captain, himself taking shelter
under the companion hatchway. But the order was needless, for the
danger was so obvious that every one sought the shelter of the cabins
without delay.
The situation was not only terrible but exceedingly singular, as well as
trying, for as long as stones came thundering down on the deck it would
have been sheer madness to have attempted to do anything aboveboard, and
to sit idle in the cabins with almost certain death staring them in the
face, was a severe test of endurance.
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