You'll have to break it to his wife.

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"I feel as if I were going mad myself, says Cloete, suddenly, and the coxswain begs him for God's sake to pull himself together, and drags him away from the cabin.

They had to leave the body, and as it was they were just in time before a furious squall came on.

Cloete is dragged into the life-boat and the coxswain tumbles in.