The rescuers were searching for him only, leaving the others to their fate.
He lost all notion of time.

An agonizing cold was paralyzing his entire frame.

His stiffened and swollen hands were loosening from the raft and grasping it again only by a supreme effort of his will.
The other shipwrecked men had taken the precaution to put on their life preservers when the ship began to sink.

Thanks to this apparatus, their death agony was going to be prolonged a few hours more.

Perhaps if they could hold out until daybreak, they might be discovered by some boat! But he!...
Suddenly he remembered the _Triton_....