Dropping our knives and forks, we sprang up the companionway.
"What was that, Trull ?" demanded Capt.

Mazard.
"A chunk of ice, sir, as big as my old sea-chest!" "How came that aboard ?" "Rained down, sir.

Went up from the top o' the barg, sir, at that thunder-clap, and came plumb down on deck." The deck-planks were shattered and split where it had struck, and pieces of ice the size of a quart measure lay all about.
"Did you see it fly up from the top of the berg, Weymouth ?" Raed asked.
"Yes, sir.

It didn't go up till the second pop.

I was looking then.