Up and down I walked quickly, as a man torn and tormented with thoughts that his steps, however hasty, cannot outstrip.

The crew stared at me, the pilot himself spared a glance of amused wonder at the man who strode to and fro so restlessly.

Once I paused at the stern of the ship, where Lie's boat, towed behind us, cut through the water as a diamond cuts a pane of glass.

For an instant I thought of leaping in and making a bid for liberty alone.

The strange tone in which "You, Simon!" had struck home to my heart forbade me.