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Rh Some of us laughed. Gradually the ominous stirring subsided. Every one sat still until by and by the lights came on and we looked at each other and smiled. A man ran in, crying breathlessly:

"Holyhead light! I say, I can see Holyhead light!"

A great sigh went up. We all crowded to the front deck to watch that red and friendly greeting.