Jim Ironside had gauged his course to within a hair's breadth and steered right between them.
Instantly, the tentacles on each half of the jellyfish went limp and lifeless, and the trapped girls managed to extricate themselves.
They were welcomed back on board with joy. Professor Eisenstein hurried over to them.
“It was all my fault,” he said. “I should never have sent you down there. Forgive me for risking your lives like that.”
“There's nothing to forgive, Professor,” one of the girls replied with a carefree laugh. “It's what we came for, after all.”
“Danger's our trade,” the other girl put in. But there was no time to say more.
Because of the rescue operation, the captain and his crew had completely forgotten to keep watch on the sea.
Only now, in the nick of time, did they become aware that the Travelling Tornado had appeared on the horizon and was racing towards them.
An immense roller tossed the Argo into the air, hurled her on to her side, and sent her plummeting into a watery abyss.
Any crew less courageous and experienced than the Argo's would have been washed overboard or paralysed with fear by this very first onslaught,
but Captain Gordon stood four-square on his bridge as though nothing had happened, and his sailors were just as unperturbed.
Momosan, the beautiful native girl, being unaccustomed to such storm-tossed seas, was the only person to take refuge in a lifeboat.
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