"And no very great hardship either.

You have not touched upon our greatest difficulty." "What's that, sir ?" said Bob.
"Nothing to eat, my boy, and we are all very hungry." "Oh!" groaned Bob; and if ever the face of boy suggested that he had just taken medicine, it was Bob Chowne's then.
"Worse disasters at sea, my lads; we shall not hurt.

The worst is that people at our homes will not know what we know, and be very much troubled about us.

If the boat is picked up they will fear the worst.
For my part, I hope it will not be found." "But are we safe, sir ?" said Bob, with tribulation in his voice.
"Perfectly, my lad, so long as you don't roll off the ledge, which, of course, you will not do.

There, boys, let's look on the bright side of it all, and be very thankful that we have reached so comfortable a haven.