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It blew hard that night, and seeing there was no hope of sealing next day Jordan beat the _Champlain_ slowly out to sea. He said nothing to any one until when noon came he called the men together.
"We want water, and there's plenty yonder," he said, pointing vaguely across the sea-tops that swung up under the rain. "Still, I don't know that we mightn't have some trouble getting it."