'At this moment the Second Officer, who had run down from the bridge, touched Mr.Stonehouse on the shoulder.
'The captain asked me to tell you, sir, that you and Mrs.Stonehouse had better come to him on the bridge.

You'll see better from there.' They both hurried up, and the mother again peered out with fixed eyes.
The Captain tried to comfort her; laying his strong hand on her shoulder, he said: 'There, there! Take comfort, ma'am.

She is in the hands of God! All that mortal man can do is being done.

And she is safer with that gallant young giant than she could be with any other man on the ship.

Look, how he is protecting her! Why he knows that all that can be done is being done.