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 "I don't know, son," replied the white man. "I am afraid we are making up for something in the shape of a big storm. You can never tell what you will meet with in the Indian Ocean."

On the third day of this strange sea and sky there suddenly appeared in the south a great waterspout, with long streamers shooting up towards the sun from it. At the sight the captain gave hurry orders for the ship's crew to make everything as snug as possible.

On came the great water-funnel straight towards the ship. It looked like an infuriated monster. Ali hoped that it would pass to one side of the ship, but it did not. It hit her almost midship, and she rolled over on her side so badly that it seemed for a moment as though she could never right, but most of the waterspout