As Mr.Mott said, we are all in the same boat, Mr.Percival.

We've got to make up our minds to that.

We can't have the comforts and the luxuries we had day before yesterday.

Whatever is left of them, we must share with others." "Even with stowaways," he ventured, but not fatuously.
"No one is likely to forget how our only stowaway came by his wounds," she said simply.

"Despite your modesty, I am quite certain who it was that carried the Chief Engineer on deck, Mr.Percival.While his clothes were burning, too." Percival turned his face away and many seconds passed before he spoke.
"By the way," he said at last, a trifle unsteadily, "at regular intervals the gun up there in the bow is to be fired.