Then the terns snap them up, and put them down their little red throats.
Sea-crows and terns scream around it, and from time to time three or four of them unite in harrying their great rival.
He hears a rushing sound like that of the paddles of a distant steamer striking and tearing the water; he sees the terns flocking, and the surface of the water broken again and again by bleak leaping high into the air.