I mean mentally unhealthy, indeed I think that if we stay here much longer we shall probably go off our heads.

Now that boat on the deck remains sound and seaworthy.

Why should not we provision her and take our chance?
We know more or less which way to steer." Bastin and I looked at each other.

It was he who spoke first.
"Wouldn't it be rather a risky job in an open boat ?" he asked.

"However, that doesn't matter much because I don't take any account of risks, knowing that I am of more value than a sparrow and that the hairs of my head are all numbered." "They might be numbered under water as well as above it," muttered Bickley, "and I feel sure that on your own showing, you would be as valuable dead as alive." "What I seem to feel," went on Bastin, "is that I have work to my hand here.