Far to the north they fell and burst into white spray, as though a long Atlantic comber were pounding on a rocky shore.
comber was a clergyman, and a relative of the Duke of Leeds.
There was immediate silence—every one turned first to comber, and then back to Peter.
They turned their eyes from the shore to the comber and waited.
A comber was breaking on a great tooth of black rock within half a cable's length of the boat.
He had scarcely finished speaking when a comber curled over at its top rose up close ahead, and the boat went into it to the mast.
Perhaps the struggle had gone on for a minute when the white lifeboat rode in on a comber's top.
Then as a comber fell upon her they sprang back to the jibsheet and hauled upon it, while the spray flew all over them.
There was water enough to have swamped a batteau, but against a raft the comber had knocked its head off for nothing.
There remains to be chronicled of that first term only the comber Fight and, a little conversation, one windy day, with Galleon.