It was a huge species of the sperm whale, and a blow from one of its flukes would kill him instantly.
CHAPTER VI.
LOST IN AN ICEBERG.
But what of Barney?
Had a cruel fate dragged him down to an awful death in the crevasse? As fortune would have it, he was spared.
But it was a close call.
Barney’s sensations as he found himself falling were not of the pleasantest.
He made a valiant effort to save himself, but failed.
Down he shot.
How far he fell he had no means of knowing.
The descent was extremely winding, circuitous and abrupt.