For some moments they stood, peering idly into the mist.
“By Jove, there IS something there,” said Barry, who had a hawk's eye.
“You've got 'em too, eh,” laughed Hopeton. “I've had 'em for the last forty-eight hours. I've been 'seein' things' all night.”
“But there is,” insisted Barry, pointing over the port bow.
“What is it like?” asked Captain Neil, while Hopeton ran for his glass.
“I'll tell you what it's like—exactly like the eye of an oyster in its pulp. And, by Jove, there's another!” added Barry excitedly.
“I can't see anything,” said Captain Neil.
“But I can,” insisted Barry. “Look there, Hopeton!”
Hopeton fixed his glass upon the mist, where Barry pointed.
“You're right! There is something, and there are two of them.”