Chapter 23 No.23

Towards dinner-time Salvé and Nils Buvaagen were standing for a moment together by the ship's side.

The storm had perceptibly lulled, but the weather was still dull and hazy, and the sea high. Two or three sea-gulls were circling drearily between them and the coast, where they could now see a long line of yellow foaming breakers like a huge wall