More men waded out from the harbour-head, lunging and thrusting with their lances as the stricken whales sheered by. Men and beasts seemed inextricably confused in the bloody, quaking turmoil of the sea. The spear-thrusts sank deep, viciously biting into blubber and flesh. Within a few minutes of the start of the kill the harbour was a scene of gory madness and carnage, and the strong smell of blood was in the air.
Williamson/Atlantic
THE NORTH RIDING PROJECT 
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