Mugridge, who, during all the time he had been compelled to cook and serve coffee and keep the fire going, had complained of internal pains, now swore that he had a broken rib or two.

On examination we found that he had three.

But his case was deferred to next day, principally for the reason that I did not know anything about broken ribs and would first have to read it up.
"I don't think it was worth it," I said to Wolf Larsen, "a broken boat for Kelly's life." "But Kelly didn't amount to much," was the reply.

"Good-night." After all that had passed, suffering intolerable anguish in my finger-ends, and with three boats missing, to say nothing of the wild capers the _Ghost_ was cutting, I should have thought it impossible to sleep.

But my eyes must have closed the instant my head touched the pillow, and in utter exhaustion I slept throughout the night, the while the _Ghost_, lonely and undirected, fought her way through the storm..