The prospect was not one to gladden the hearts of the voyagers, though the day was fine and sky clear.

The progress was slow.

Captain Godfrey was in better spirits than on the previous day, the quiet night and refreshing sleep had somewhat braced him up.

The children sat on deck during the day, chatting, playing and singing, while their mother, dauntless and buoyant in spirit, retired to rest in the little smoke-box of a cabin.

She knew that very much depended upon her behaviour and courage in safely reaching Grimross Neck.