He stood upright in the water and shouted cheerfully.
"All right captain, I'm all right." His cheery call was echoed by the command "All right, go ahead." A few moments after the lights of the Queen disappeared, and Paul was alone on the dark, rolling sea.

From his position on the deck before going overboard, he could distinctly see the gleam of the Cape Clear light; but on the sea far below he could not find it.

He knew the direction of the wind, that was then south west and guided his course accordingly.

On every mighty swell that lifted him high up, he looked eagerly in the direction of the light and soon discovered it ahead.

Perfectly content and without a fear of danger he kept paddling along occasionally cheering himself with a few snatches of a sea song as he drove his paddle strongly in the water and propelled himself toward the light which he observed more frequently when raised high up on the swells.