The heavens, at midday, glowing like an ignited coal mine.

Our skin curled up like lint; our vision became dim; the brain dizzy.
To our consternation, the water in the breaker became lukewarm, brackish, and slightly putrescent; notwithstanding we kept our spare clothing piled upon the breaker, to shield it from the sun.
At last, Jarl enlarged the vent, carefully keeping it exposed.

To this precaution, doubtless, we owed more than we then thought.

It was now deemed wise to reduce our allowance of water to the smallest modicum consistent with the present preservation of life; strangling all desire for more.
Nor was this all.

The upper planking of the boat began to warp; here and there, cracking and splintering.