I don't know whether he believed himself.

Corny was wildly crying now, and Rectus was as white as a sheet.

No one seemed to have any hope or self-control except the captain.

Some of the men looked as if they did not care whether the ship ever came back or not.
"The sea is too high," said one of them.

"She'd swamp a boat, if she'd put it out." "Just you wait!" said the captain.
The bark sailed away so far that I shut my eyes.