Part 2, Chapter 2

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​​‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌‌​​‌‌‌‌​​​‌​​‌​⁠The coolie plunged into the water with a weltering splash which sent a small spiral of spray almost to the deck. For a moment the man in the water pedaled and flailed, vastly frightened, and gasping, above the clang of the engine-room telegraph, for a rope. The black side of the Persian Gulf started to slide away from him.

"You better make for shore!" shouted Peter between megaphonic hands.

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