In the moment of terrible storm and approaching death this could be no mortal youth who showed not fear, but instead a joy that was near to exaltation.

Then and there he was convinced that when they had seized him and brought him aboard they had made their own doom certain.
"In twenty minutes, we strike!" cried Miguel.

"Ah, how the wind rise! Many a year since I see such a storm!" Spars snapped and were carried away in the foaming sea.

Then the mast went, and the crew began to launch the boats.

Robert rushed to the captain's cabin.