Actually the radio was broken; and he thought as I did, that we hadn't a chance in a hundred. But he was fine, and he gave the men courage. Nobody could have had a finer skipper in a tight spot like that, The rear part of the ship danced around us in the swell, Suddenly it lurched towards us. The men crouched down, some one screamed, a man was washed overboard, then suddenly another wave swung it out of danger and it swire led away in the grip of a powerful current which left us untouched, Georges Kaitis lost his reason under the strain, and with a shout he hurled himself into the.sea. He was a good boy, an only. son. He was With me for five years, and I knew
Text read from the printed page and cleaned; old type leaves the occasional error.