Such a thing must be pretty hard on a captain.

Even I felt as if I had lost a friend.
The old "Tigris" seemed so well known to us.
It was now more dismal than ever.

It was darker; and although the burning ship could do us no good, we were sorry to have her leave us.
Nobody said much, but we all began to feel pretty badly.

Morning came slowly, and we were wet and cold, and getting stiff.

Besides, we were all very thirsty, and I, for one, was hungry; but there was no good reason for that, for it was not yet breakfast-time.