"Had I another anchor, I should not mind," he said; calmly adding, "If this one parts, we are lost!" I thought, at the time, he might have kept this piece of information to himself.

Meanwhile nothing was visible from the cabin-windows but great rollers topped with crests of foam, which looked as if, every moment, they would engulf the little vessel.

But she behaved splendidly.

Although green seas were coming in over the bows, flooding her decks from stem to stern, and pouring down the gangway into the saloon, the _Kaspia_ rode through the gale like a duck.

To venture on deck was impossible.