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Tristan D’acunha and the Isle of Amsterdam

           "He’llthinkJohnisworthyofMary,mydearEdward,andhe’llthinkright."

           Meanwhile,theyachtwasmakingrapidprogress.FivedaysafterlosingsightofCapeCorrientes,onthe16thofNovember,theyfellinwithfinewesterlybreezes,andtheDuncanmightalmosthavedispensedwithherscrewaltogether,forsheflewoverthewaterlikeabird,spreadingallhersailstocatchthebreeze,asifshewererunningaracewiththeRoyalThamesClubyachts.

           Nextday,theoceanappearedcoveredwithimmenseseaweeds,lookinglikeagreatpondchokedupwiththeDEBRISoftreesandplantstornofftheneighboringcontinents.CommanderMurrayhadspeciallypointedthemouttotheattentionofnavigators.TheDuncanappearedtoglideoveralongprairie,whichPaganeljustlycomparedtothePampas,andherspeedslackenedalittle.

           Twenty-fourhoursafter,atbreakofday,themanonthelook-outwasheardcallingout,"Landahead!"

           "Inwhatdirection?"askedTomAustin,whowasonwatch.

           "Leeward!"wasthereply.

           Thisexcitingcrybroughteveryonespeedilyondeck.Soonatelescopemadeitsappearance,followedbyJacquesPaganel.Thelearnedgeographerpointedtheinstrumentinthedirectionindicated,butcouldseenothingthatresembledland.

           "Lookintheclouds,"saidJohnMangles.

           "Ah,nowIdoseeasortofpeak,butveryindistinctly."

           "ItisTristand’Acunha,"repliedJohnMangles.

           "Then,ifmymemoryservesmeright,wemustbeeightymilesfromit,forthepeakofTristan,seventhousandfeethigh,isvisibleatthatdistance."

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