He was joined by the chief officer.
Both men examined the chart in silence.
Captain Ross finally took a pencil.

He stabbed its point on the paper in the neighborhood of 14 deg.

N.and 112 deg.

E.
"We are about there, I think." The chief agreed.

"That was the locality I had in my mind." He bent closer over the sheet.
"Nothing in the way tonight, sir," he added.
"Nothing whatever.