"I wasn't certain at first, so I tried to put her over a bit to s'uth'ard.

Then she jammed for sure." Hozier leaped to the telegraph and signaled "slow" to the engine-room.
Already the golden pathway behind the _Andromeda_ had changed from a wavering yet generally straight line to a well-defined curve.

There was a hiss and snort of escaping steam as the sailor inside the chart-house endeavored to force the machinery into action.
"Steady there!" bellowed Hozier.

"Wait until we have examined the gear-boxes.

There may be a kink in a chain." A loud order brought the watch scurrying along the deck.