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As we ran off to get our leeward position of the last lee boat, we found the ocean fairly carpeted with sleeping seals. They were all about us, thicker than I had ever seen them before, in twos and threes and bunches, stretched full-length on the surface, and sleeping for all the world like so many lazy young dogs. ¡¡¡¡Under the approaching smoke the hull and upper works of a steamer were growing larger and larger. It was the Macedonia. I read her name through the glasses as she passed by scarcely a mile to starboard. Wolf Larsen looked savagely at the vessel, while Maud Brewster was curious. ¡¡¡¡'Where is the trouble you were so sure was breezing up, Captain Larsen?' she asked gaily. ¡¡¡¡He glanced at her, a moment's amusement softening his features. ¡¡¡¡'What did you expect? That they'd come aboard and cut out throats?' ¡¡¡¡'Something like that,' she confessed. 'You understand, seal-hunters are so new and strange to me that I am quite ready to expect anything.' ¡¡¡¡He nodded his head.