The tempest howled for many hours more.

Then at last it grew almost calm, and the sun shone out on the pure white snow.
"I know what to do now," said Tom.

"Let us find our way to the beach.

The boat may be there, you know." But long before they reached the shore they beheld a wondrous sight, for as far as the eye could reach there was no water to be seen, only huge icebergs covered with dazzling snow, all gently moving up and down with the swelling waves beneath.

The noise made by these great bergs as they ground their sides together was deafening.
But there were no signs of the boat, and no ship was to be seen.