The Harbour to the east of Bayside was rough and stormy . They were just rising from breakfast when Will Barrie burst into the kitchen . `` The Amy Reade is ashore on Gleeson 's rocks ! '' he shouted . `` Struck there at daylight this morning ! Come on , Curt ! '' Curtis sprang for his cap , his uncle following suit more deliberately . As the two boys ran through the yard , Curtis heard Don howling . `` I 'll take him with me ! '' he muttered . `` Wait a minute , Will . '' The Harbour road was thronged with people hurrying to the outside shore , for the news of the Amy Readers disaster had spread rapidly . As the boys , with the rejoicing Don at their heels , pelted along , Sam Morrow overtook them in a cart and told them to jump in . Sam had already been down to the shore and had gone back to tell his father . As they jolted along , he screamed information at them over the shriek of the gale . `` Bad business , this ! She 's pounding on a reef ` bout a quarter of a mile out . They 're sure she 's going to break up -- old tub , you know -- leaky -- rotten . The sea 's tremenjus high , and the surfs going dean over her . There ca n't be no boat launched for hours yet -- they 'll all be drowned .
Old Paul 's down there like a madman -- offering everything he 's got XXXXX the man who 'll save Oscar , but it ca n't be done . ''
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