The shadow of the silent cloud had fallen upon the ship from the zenith, and seemed to have extinguished every sound of her teeming life.

He could no longer hear the voices under the awnings.

He told me that each time he closed his eyes a flash of thought showed him that crowd of bodies, laid out for death, as plain as daylight.

When he opened them, it was to see the dim struggle of four men fighting like mad with a stubborn boat.

"They would fall back before it time after time, stand swearing at each other, and suddenly make another rush in a bunch.