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For a moment Jack's words struck a chill to the hearts of his companions. The fog seemed to wrap around them like an impenetrable blanket, from which they sought in vain to escape. A little breeze stirred the wreaths of vapor, but did not disperse them.
"Lost!" repeated Nat, as if he could not believe it.
"I guess you're right," admitted John