He never batted an eye, and I reckon he knew more about the danger than you did.

If I was to choose being wrecked on a desert island with him or you, I'd take him a thousand times first.

If--" But a cry from the sailors interrupted him.
"Merciful God!" Captain Doane breathed aloud.
The great cow whale had turned about, and, on the surface, was charging straight back at them.

Such was her speed that a bore was raised by her nose like that which a Dreadnought or an Atlantic liner raises on the sea.
"Hold fast, all!" Captain Doane roared.
Every man braced himself for the shock.

Henrik Gjertsen, the sailor at the wheel, spread his legs, crouched down, and stiffened his shoulders and arms to hand-grips on opposite spokes of the wheel.