And I asked myself with intense eagerness if in the present situation, I might be able to discover these secrets.
Then I thought of my companions, left behind on the shore of Black Rock Creek.

One of them, I knew, was wounded; perhaps the others were also.

Having seen me dragged overboard by the hawser, could they possibly suppose that I had been rescued by the "Terror ?" Surely not! Doubtless the news of my death had already been telegraphed to Mr.
Ward from Toledo.

And now who would dare to undertake a new campaign against this "Master of the World"?
These thoughts occupied my mind as I awaited the captain's appearance on the deck.

He did not appear.
I soon began to feel very hungry; for I must have fasted now nearly twenty-four hours.