I began to feel a desire to take part in the proposed undertaking of Captain Len Guy.

I thought about it incessantly.

As a fact there was nothing to recall me to America.

It is true that whether I should get the consent of the commander of the _Halbrane_ remained to be seen; but, after all, why should he refuse to keep me as a passenger?
Would it not be a very "human" satisfaction to him to give me material proof that he was in the right, by taking me to the very scene of a catastrophe that I had regarded as fictitious, showing me the remains of the _Jane_ at Tsalal, and landing me on that selfsame island which I had declared to be a myth?
Nevertheless, I resolved to wait, before I came to any definite determination, until an opportunity of speaking to the captain should arise.
After an interval of unfavourable weather, during which the _Halbrane_ made but slow progress, on the 4th of October, in the morning, the aspect of the sky and the sea underwent a marked change.

The wind became calm, the waves abated, and the next day the breeze veered to the north-west.