And for the first two days, one at a time, and every three or four hours, we dropped overboard for a bath, clinging to the gun-wale; a sharp look-out being kept for prowling sharks.

A foot or two below the surface, the water felt cool and refreshing.
On the third day a change came over us.

We relinquished bathing, the exertion taxing us too much.

Sullenly we laid ourselves down; turned our backs to each other; and were impatient of the slightest casual touch of our persons.

What sort of expression my own countenance wore, I know not; but I hated to look at Jarl's.