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THE GREAT SECRET.
ing, and shrieking as of some mighty waterfall, and nothing seen through that blinding snowfall.
But they had reached the rocks, for they could feel the broken and rugged surface against their benumbed limbs as they struggled, one after the other, to the ledge whereon Captain Anatole lay bruised and half dead, yet he had achieved his purpose, and proved himself a brave and energetic man, even if he had failed as a mariner.
One by one they crawled over the ledge like half-drowned flies until they reached his side, where they lay down hopeless, helpless, and chilled to the marrow.
