Nothing was more tedious than to hang there upon the surface of the languid ocean.

The slaver read his face.
"You want us to go on," he said, "and so do I.For once we are in agreement.

I'd like to make a port that I know of much sooner than I shall.

The war has brought privateersmen into these seas, and there are other craft that any ship can give a wide berth." "If the privateer should be British, or out of one of our American ports why should you fear her ?" asked Robert.
"I'm answering no such questions except to say that in some parts of the world you're safer alone, and this is one of the parts." The dead calm lasted two days and two nights, and it was like forever to Robert.

When the breeze came at last, and the sails began to fill, new life flowed into his own veins, and hope came back.