There was a sudden roar ahead, and a gleam of long lines of broken water.
“We might get another fish in the broken water,” he suggested.
For the first time since they entered the broken water they had leisure to look about them.
The wind was full on the Seabird's beam as she entered the broken water.
The spray from the splashing bows blew into their faces, and the broken water checked them badly.
They had got into broken water and it was taking her all her time to handle the oars.
The boatmen, however, ceased rowing outside the line of broken water, and lay on their paddles for three or four minutes.
The moon shining on the sea gave it the appearance of broken water.
Vain indeed must be our attempt to describe the awful aspect, the mad music, the fearful violence of “broken water” on the Break!
They raced across the mile of broken water to the landing-stage.
