idn't take in any of the sails that they had
set, but they sailed on, in the moonlight. Captain Sol had to keep his
crew pretty busy, changing the sails so that the wind would blow on
them the right way, and so did Captain Henry. It is a good deal of a job
to change these many sails. But morning came, and there was the _Augusta
Ramsay_ right abreast of them. And the wind increased, so that the two
vessels leaned a great deal; but Captain Sol said that he guessed he
could carry his sail as long as Captain Henry could carry his, and he
wasn't going to be the first to take in sail. But the sailors didn't
like to hear Captain Sol say that because they knew that it meant hard
work for them.

They sailed on, that way, for a long time, and they never lost sight of
each other. But, first, the _Augusta Ramsay_ would be a little way ahead
and then the _Industry_ would gain a little and go ahead of the _Augusta
Ramsay_. Then, one day, it began to blow harder and harder and Captain
Sol knew that they would have a storm. And he got a little worried
because he was afraid that he might have to take in some sail before
Captain Henry did. For he wouldn't risk his ship just because he had
said that he wasn't going to be the first to take in sail. And he
looked, through his glass, at the _Augusta Ramsay_, to see if she took
in any of her sails, and he waited as long as he dared to wait. Then,
just as he was going to give it up, and take his glass down, he saw the
sailors on the _Augusta Ramsay_ going up on the yards. And he was very
glad of it, and he gave orders for his sailors to reduce sail. And the
sailors were glad, too, and they swarmed up aloft and took in the sails
in a jiffy.

The storm lasted for three days and two nights. The wind blew harder and
harder and the waves got higher and higher and the rain came down in
sheets. Then it would stop raining, for a little while, and the wind
would blow harder than ever, while the flying clouds seemed to be no
higher than the masthead. Then it would begin to rain again. But they
didn't lose sight of the _Augusta Ramsay_ completely, although, at
times, she was hidden by the rain and, for one whole day, they didn't
see her at all. But she was there on the next morning. And the
_Industry_, all through that hard blow, was sailing under double-reefed
topsails, and so was the _Augusta Ramsay_. And double-reefed topsails is
very little sail, compared to the enormous spread of canvas that the
v