This is the place and the time for Fritz, if he is going to get us at all." Arm in arm they made the circle of the deck.

The mist, lying like a bank upon the sea, shifted the horizon to within a thousand yards of the ship.
"I wish I knew just what lies behind that bank there," said Captain Hopeton, pointing over the bow.
For some moments they stood, peering idly into the mist.
"By Jove, there IS something there," said Barry, who had a hawk's eye.
"You've got 'em too, eh," laughed Hopeton.

"I've had 'em for the last forty-eight hours.

I've been 'seein' things' all night." "But there is," insisted Barry, pointing over the port bow.
"What is it like ?" asked Captain Neil, while Hopeton ran for his glass.
"I'll tell you what it's like--exactly like the eye of an oyster in its pulp.

And, by Jove, there's another!" added Barry excitedly.
"I can't see anything," said Captain Neil.
"But I can," insisted Barry.