"What is it? What are you talking about?" demanded Suzanne, her curiosity now aroused, in spite of her ill-humour.
"It is unaccountable," mused the head gunner, to all appearance lost in a sort of admiring wonder. "It is enough to make one wonder whether one is awake or only dreaming."
"But what is it you see?" cried the ship owner, no less impatiently than the housekeeper. "What are you talking about? Where must we look?"
"You see that cliff there to the left, don't you?"
"To the left?" asked the ship owner, ingenuously, "to the left of what?"
"To the left of the other, of course."
"What other?" demanded Suzanne, in her turn.
"What other? Why, don't you see that big white cliff that looks like a dome?"
"Yes," answered the ship owner.
"Well, what of it?" snapped Suzanne.