It's getting so that I can't keep my feet much longer.

This is no time to be taking chances of a broken leg, or an arm or a neck, perhaps.
We'll need them all if we have to swim to Hong Kong." Despite his attempted jocularity, Ridgeway was sorely troubled.

Common sense told him that they were now in a most perilous position.

The dead reckoning of the captain and his chartmaster, while able to determine with a certain degree of accuracy the locality in which the ship was beating, could not possibly account for the exact position of those little islands.

He began to think of the life preservers.