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Chapter 14. The South Pole

           "No;notunlessyouattackthem.Whentheyhavetodefendtheiryoungtheirrageisterrible,anditisnotuncommonforthemtobreakthefishing-boatstopieces."

           "Theyarequiteright,"saidConseil.

           "Idonotsaytheyarenot."

           Twomilesfartheronwewerestoppedbythepromontorywhichsheltersthebayfromthesoutherlywinds.Beyonditweheardloudbellowingssuchasatroopofruminantswouldproduce.

           "Good!"saidConseil;"aconcertofbulls!"

           "No;aconcertofmorses."

           "Theyarefighting!"

           "Theyareeitherfightingorplaying."

           Wenowbegantoclimbtheblackishrocks,amidunforeseenstumbles,andoverstoneswhichtheicemadeslippery.MorethanonceIrolledoverattheexpenseofmyloins.Conseil,moreprudentormoresteady,didnotstumble,andhelpedmeup,saying:

           "If,sir,youwouldhavethekindnesstotakewidersteps,youwouldpreserveyourequilibriumbetter."

           Arrivedattheupperridgeofthepromontory,Isawavastwhiteplaincoveredwithmorses.Theywereplayingamongstthemselves,andwhatweheardwerebellowingsofpleasure,notofanger.

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