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As I followed the rest of our party tent wards, having kicked the embers of the fire into safety, the advance guard of the fog was creeping slowly among the trees, like white arms feeling their way. AS I FOLLOWED THE REST OF OUR PARTY TENT WORDS HAVING KICKED THE EMBERS OF THE FIRE INTO SAFETY THE ADVANCE GUARD OF THE FOG WAS CREEPING SLOWLY AMONG THE TREES LIKE WHITE ARMS FEELING THEIR WAY
 object is not unalterably hostile—to let it find rest where—" He stopped abruptly, and the eyes of the two men met in a single glance of comprehension. "Joan?" Maloney exclaimed, under his breath. "Joan!" replied John Silence. We all went to bed early. The day had been unusually warm, and after sunset a curious hush descended on the island. Nothing was audible but that faint, ghostly singing which is inseparable from a pinewood even on the stillest day—a low, searching sound, as though the wind had hair and trailed it o'er the world. With the sudden cooling of the atmosphere a sea fog began to form. It appeared in isolated patches over the water, and then these patches slid together and a white wall advanced upon us. Not a breath of air stirred; the firs stood like flat metal outlines; the sea became as oil. The whole scene lay as though held motionless by some huge weight in the air; and the flames from our fire—the largest we had ever made—rose upwards, straight as a church steeple.  OBJECT PROVIDED THAT OBJECT IS NOT UNALTERABLY HOSTILE TO LET IT FIND REST WHERE HE STOPPED ABRUPTLY AND THE EYES OF THE TWO MEN MET IN A SINGLE GLANCE OF COMPREHENSION JOAN MALONEY EXCLAIMED UNDER HIS BREATH JOAN REPLIED JOHN SILENCE WE ALL WENT TO BED EARLY THE DAY HAD BEEN UNUSUALLY WARM AND AFTER SUNSET A CURIOUS HUSH DESCENDED UPON THE ISLAND NOTHING WAS AUDIBLE BUT THAT FAINT GHOSTLY SINGING WHICH IS INSEPARABLE FROM A PINE WOOD EVEN IN THE STILLEST DAY A LOW SEARCHING SOUND AS THOUGH THE WIND HAD HAIR AND TRAILED IT OVER O'ER THE WORLD WITH THE SUDDEN COOLING OF THE ATMOSPHERE A SEA FOG BEGAN TO FORM IT APPEARED IN ISOLATED PATCHES OVER THE WATER AND THEN THESE PATCHES SLID TOGETHER AND A WHITE WALL ADVANCED UPON US NOT A BREATH OF AIR STIRRED THE FIRS STOOD LIKE FLAT METAL OUTLINES THE SEA BECAME AS OIL THE WHOLE SCENE LAY AS THOUGH HELD MOTIONLESS BY SOME HUGE WEIGHT IN THE AIR AND THE FLAMES FROM OUR FIRE THE LARGEST WE HAD EVER MADE ROSE UPWARDS STRAIGHT AS A CHURCH STEEPLE
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