"But we don't want to have another game of humming-top like that!" For ten minutes or so the "Albatross" had been in extreme peril.

Had it not been for her extraordinary strength of build she would have been lost.
During this passage of the Atlantic many were the hours whose monotony was unbroken by any phenomenon whatever.

The days grew shorter and shorter, and the cold became keen.

Uncle Prudent and Phil Evans saw little of Robur.

Seated in his cabin, the engineer was busy laying out his course and marking it on his maps, taking his observations whenever he could, recording the readings of his barometers, thermometers, and chronometers, and making full entries in his log-book.
The colleagues wrapped themselves well up and eagerly watched for the sight of land to the southward.