I am more convinced than ever that we shall succeed.

I have been trying very hard, for years, to be hopeful, but now I feel so without trying.

Of course, it is partly this lovely weather and the sea air, and sleeping so well; and partly because everyone is so kind and pleasant." As soon as the Madras had been headed for the south, she began to make better way.

The wind freshened somewhat, but continued in the same quarter.

Grumbling ceased over the bad luck they were having, and hopeful anticipations that, after all, they would make a quick passage were freely indulged in.
On the fourth day after changing her course, she was off the coast of Spain, which was but a hundred and fifty miles distant.