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the instinct of other circumstances; but it was out of 
the question now. Happily, before we had time to 
ponder our loss, a flat cake of ice eddied round near 
the floe we were upon; McGary and myself sprang 
to it at the moment, and succeeded in floating it 
across the chasm in time to secure her. The rest 
of the crew rejoined her by only scrambling over the 
crushed ice as we brought her in at the hummock¬ 
lines. 
