| "Her sail flew away like a huge white bird; a whirlpool, a new Maelstrom, formed among the waves." |
Altamont, the doctor, Johnson, and Bell were thrown down among the seats. When they rose, Hatteras had disappeared. It was two o'clock in the morning.
CHAPTER XXIII.
THE ENGLISH FLAG.
One cry, bursting from the lips of the other four, succeeded their first stupefaction.
"Hatteras!" cried the doctor.
"Gone!" said Johnson and Bell.