As he drew near to the ship he began to perceive how all hope of the
likelihood that any one should still be alive and imprisoned in the
ship must be abandoned. She had turned over even more than he had at
first imagined when regarding her from the shore of the island, so
that the keel was almost level in a manner exactly the opposite from
what sailors mean when they talk about a 'level keel.' It stuck up
now, so far as it was out of water, as some sharp mountain ridge seems
to stick up when regarded from a valley, and showed an almost
horizontal line; while, beneath the keel and above the water, for half
the length of the vessel, there was visible a portion of the outside
of the main hold, down to (or up from) her diagonal ribboned-lines.
And, here, there was a great gaping wound, a hole smashed into her
side large enough to have let the whole Indian Ocean pour into the
devoted ship directly it was made, and (although there might well be
others which were not visible) sufficient to have filled and sunk,
forthwith, the largest vessel that was ever launched. The force of the
impact was to be appreciated, too, by the manner in which her copper
sheathing was driven into her and burst, so that, where the blow had
been struck by the jagged tooth of the rock, the latter looked like a
destroyed _chevaux-de-frise_, or, for a better comparison, a paper
hoop through which an acrobat had passed. And, in this burst and
broken protection, as in other and less terrible circumstances it
might have been (though naturally it had proved useless here), the
sheathing-nails stuck out like brilliant, gleaming yellow teeth, all
broken and distorted.
Charke brought the quarter-boat alongside the upturned or leaning
bottom, so that, by looking through this gaping wound, he could peer
into the now reversed decks and see that there lay, on what had once
been the roof of it but was now the floor, a mass of articles, such as
is usually stowed away in a ship's lower decks. A mass, composed of
cables and old and new sails, as well as some stores, consisting of
dozens of tinned-meat cans unopened, boxes of sardines, and so forth,
and several old sea chests and trunks--all lying, of course,
helter-skelter, as they had been thrown together by the ship's
reversal.
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