We are in peril.

Do you really know where we are?
for what you are steering ?" "It is largely a guess; there is nothing to give me guidance, except as I unscrew the face of this compass and feel the needle." "Then we may still be within view from the deck of the _Sea Gull_ at daybreak ?" "Yes; that will depend entirely upon luck." She turned away, and sat quiet, staring forward intently into the black void.
"What time is it now ?" "Nearly three." "In two hours it will be dawn." "Yes." I thought I could see her clasp her hands together; then suddenly lean forward.
"Why, look there!" she exclaimed quickly.

"See! to the right.
Merciful Heavens! it is a ship!".