"Les Stevenets," repeated Maxwell--"yes, of course; there they are, about two and a half miles to the nor'-west of the point.  But I don't see why old Trimble need worry about them, for if we can't weather them there is plenty of room for us to pass them to leeward, after having done which we shall have plenty of time to decide upon our next move. That is our critical point."  And he put his finger on Point du Raz. "I'm going on deck to see how things look."