The tumultuous state of our minds represented her in danger; and we were in agony.

Soon after, the governor, having ascertained what she was, left us, and stepped into a fishing boat to return to Sydney.

The weather was wet and tempestuous but the body is delicate only when the soul is at ease.

We pushed through wind and rain, the anxiety of our sensations every moment redoubling.

At last we read the word 'London' on her stern.