Then, if I can't steer to any harbour with the wind that is, I shall cut down sails, and lie by, and signal for help.

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It is nearly all over now.

Just as I was beginning to hope that the mate would come out calmer, for I heard him knocking away at something in the hold, and work is good for him, there came up the hatchway a sudden, startled scream, which made my blood run cold, and up on the deck he came as if shot from a gun, a raging madman, with his eyes rolling and his face convulsed with fear.

"Save me! Save me!" he cried, and then looked round on the blanket of fog.
His horror turned to despair, and in a steady voice he said, "You had better come too, captain, before it is too late.