It occurred to me to be thankful that Sara Ray was not with us.
But we were wholly lost now.

All around us was a horror of great darkness.

Suddenly Felicity fell.

We dragged her up, but she declared she could not go on--she was done out.
"Have you any idea where we are ?" shouted Dan to Peter.
"No," Peter shouted back, "the wind is blowing every which way.

I haven't any idea where home is." Home! Would we ever see it again?
We tried to urge Felicity on, but she only repeated drowsily that she must lie down and rest.