Jarvis--who (as I have said) could sail our boat running by the feel
of her, maintained that we had never been in the worst of danger,
that the skipper could sail a boat for ten to his own one, that he
had just held on, in his straight way, upon the orders he had given,
and left us at the back of the horizon while we fenced seas under
Grimalson's orders.
"Since nothing apparently has been heard since of those other boats,
I shall go on hoping that Jarvis was wrong, and that Captain
Macnaughten's boat and Mr. Ingpen's, in one way or another, met with
a short sharp end in that gale.
"But if they did last it out and over the horizon to drag it out and
die and never be reported to Lloyd's, then I, who know the sort of
things they must have suffered, assure you, who have read them
accurately reported in books, that whenever or wherever Captain James
Macnaughten perished, the Recording Angel has him entered up for a
seaman and a gentleman."
NIGHT THE SEVENTEENTH.
NO. 2 BOAT.
(Foe's Narrative Continued.)
"One must use ugly words for ugly things.
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