carried it swiftly away where no man watched 

 the end of it. But this much seemed clear: 

 the two strangely assorted bandits, savage 

 monsters of the savage sea, were working 

 together to destroy their great and help- 

 less victim, — the thresher lashing him down 

 to the swordnsh with flail-like blows of his 

 flukes, and the swordfish driving him up on 

 the point of his lance to the thresher again. 

 What started the fight, or how it ended, no 

 man can say. Here and there, between the 

 ship and the rim of dusk, there would be a 

 sudden turmoil, a flash and a whirl of foam. 

 As the turmoil sank, a low moan shivered on 

 the sea. So they passed out into the deeps 

 and were gone. 



