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The first indication of dawn found anxious faces peering over the side of the _Salvador_. Passengers and crew gathered at the lower angle and inspected the position of the boat with absolute amazement.
"Never, in all my experience," said Captain Krell, "have I heard of so remarkable a wreck. We struck the only channel that would have floated us; a few yards to either side and we would have been crushed to kindling wood. As it is, we lie high and dry on this shelf -- a natural dry dock -- and not a timber is cracked."