| 180 | 181 | 182 | 183 | 184 |
| 1 | 236 | 472 | 708 | 944 |
|
They breathed again.
But what of the recoil? What would the surf do with them? The surf
carried them back. A few minutes later the Matutina was free of the
breakers. The Ortach faded from their view, as the Caskets had done. It
was their second victory. For the second time the hooker had verged on
destruction, and had drawn back in time.
182
Page
Quick Jump
|