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Excerpt from The Motor Boat Club Off Long Island: Or a Daring Marine Game at Racing Speed
At the same time Halstead threw his own wheel over to go to port of the bell-ringing stranger.
It was a fog that seemed to grow denser with every foot of headway. The water at the hull alongside was barely visible.
Then through the mist ahead shot the tip of a bowsprit. Despite the signals, or through mis understanding them, the sailing vessel was keep ing to her course. She was due either to ram the Rocket, or to be rammed by that agile lit tle cruising craft.
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