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Again the grey dawn was breaking over the chill North Sea -- a wild, tempestuous morning.
On the far horizon northward, a steamer had just appeared, leaving behind a long trail of black smoke, but over the great expanse of storm-tossed waters which broke heavily upon the beach there was no sign of any other craft.