"Cablegram from Davies just arrived, part in code.

I'll give it you slow--" "Go on," said Cartwright.
"_Oreana_ ashore east Cape Chat, surrounded ice, water in fore hold.
Think some plates broken; have abandoned ship.

Salvage impossible until ice breaks." There was a pause, and Gavin added: "That's all.

Have you got it, sir ?" "I've got enough," Cartwright replied.
He hung up the instrument, and going back to the dining-room, drained his glass.

Then he turned to Mrs.Cartwright, who had remarked his grim look.
"I've got a nasty knock.