Owing to the precaution that had been taken on the previous day, when the cargo was stowed away in the clefts, it had been only slightly damaged.

What would have become of us, had all our reserves been swallowed up in that grim encounter?
Now, the two icebergs formed but one, which was travelling south at the rate of two miles an hour.

At this rate, thirty hours would suffice to bring us to the point of the axis at which the terrestrial meridians unite.

Did the current which was carrying us along pass on to the pole itself, or was there any land which might arrest our progress?
This was another question, and I discussed it with the boatswain.
"Nobody knows, Mr.Jeorling," was Hurliguerly's reply.

"If the current goes to the pole, we shall go there; and if it doesn't, we shan't.