As I stood there, hesitant, I heard her cry softly: "Oh, Humphrey, I am lost." I found her fumbling at the wall of the after bulkhead, and, half leading her, half carrying her, I took her up the companion-way.

The pure air was like nectar.

Maud was only faint and dizzy, and I left her lying on the deck when I took my second plunge below.
The source of the smoke must be very close to Wolf Larsen--my mind was made up to this, and I went straight to his bunk.

As I felt about among his blankets, something hot fell on the back of my hand.

It burned me, and I jerked my hand away.