Evidently he had awakened and was singing or trying to sing, for music was not one of his strong points, "For those in peril on the sea." Devoutly did I wish that it might be heard.

Presently it ceased, so I suppose he went to sleep again.
The darkness gathered once more.

Then of a sudden something fearful happened.

There were stupendous noises of a kind I had never heard; there were convulsions.

It seemed to us that the ship was flung right up into the air a hundred feet or more.
"Tidal wave, I expect," shouted Bickley.
Almost as he spoke she came down with the most appalling crash on to something hard and nearly jarred the senses out of us.