The making tide was at half, and that and the changed wind carried us toward the lines of foam.

The boy cried, "Steersman! Steersman!" Ruiz sat up, holding his head in his hands.

"Such a roaring in my ears!" But "Breakers! Breakers!" cried the boy.

"Take the helm!" Ruiz sprang to it, but as he touched it the _Santa Maria_ grounded.
The shock woke most on board, the immediate outcry and running feet the rest.
The harm was done, and no good now in recriminations! It was never, I bear witness, habit of Christopherus Columbus.
The Santa Maria listed heavily, the sea pounding against her, driving her more and more upon the sand.

But order arrived with the Admiral.