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jets on Pelee's slopes. But look! What are those steam-jets doing? 

 There were one or two along the sea-front when we landed, but now 

 there are eight, ten, twenty, and they are spurting higher all over the 

 slope. Dr. Church was standing near me and saw me watching them. 

 We did not either of us like the look of it. Now there were about forty, 

 like so many ghostly locomotives that had run out from their tunnels 

 in the volcano roundhouse and were all getting up steam at once. 

 White-coated officers and men of science were to be seen in groups here 



Figs. 6, 7. St. Pierre : Views of the City, showing the dust-covered ruins. 



and there far away among the ruins and on the higher walls and slopes, 

 but they were under the cliffs out of sight of Mont Pelee. We looked 

 towards the Potomac; yes, she had seen it too, and a white steam-jet 

 from her preceded the sharp blast of her fog-horn as she sent out a 

 quick-repeated summons for all to return at once. Pell-mell they 

 came tumbling to the water front and there was always someone else 

 who had not turned up yet ; the white-coated jackies were in place and 

 the boats started from the shore. No sooner were thev clear of the 



