Van de Velde sank backin his seat and said no more, but he fixed his wife with a venomousstare. Please, madam! Hal whispered. Schreuder nodded gravely. Zwaantie was weeping silently, but she did not look at Hal.
His father glanced at him, concealing his surprise. Heclenched his fists at his sides in anticipation of the strike into thereef. Then, as Schreuder held his aimunwaveringly, came a deafening roar and a long silver-blue spurt ofsmoke flew from the muzzle straight down the throat of the crocodile. When he and Aboli came back on deck the crew gawked at them, andFasilides nodded approval.
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