One might have believed that they had just been stained with blood; and this inexplicable tinge extended as far as the eye could reach.
Dick Sand.

was then with little Jack near Mrs.Weldon.
"Dick," she said to the young novice, "Do you see that singular color of the waters of the Pacific?
Is it due to the presence of a marine herb ?" "No, Mrs.Weldon," replied Dick Sand, "that tinge is produced by myriads of little crustaceans, which generally serve to nourish the great mammifers.

Fishermen call that, not without reason, 'whales' food.'" "Crustaceans!" said Mrs.Weldon.

"But they are so small that we might almost call them sea insects.

Perhaps Cousin Benedict would be very much enchanted to make a collection of them." Then calling: "Cousin Benedict!" cried she.
Cousin Benedict appeared out of the companion-way almost at the same time as Captain Hull.
"Cousin Benedict," said Mrs.Weldon, "see that immense reddish field which extends as far as we can see." "Hold!" said Captain Hull.