What do you think of that, eh ?" "Never!" exclaimed the first mate.
"But, it's true enough," returned Captain Miles.

"I assure you I've tested my reckoning in every way, those star altitudes enabling me to correct my lunars.

Yes, Marline, you see we did not lose so much by carrying on to the north as you fancied we would; and this blustering north-wester has now taken us almost eight hundred miles in the very direction we wanted to go.

If we had lain to, as you wanted at first, we should now have been considerably to the southward of our position, and would probably have had to beat up northwards again; whereas now, as soon as the gale is blown out, we'll be right in the trades for home." "And won't we touch the Gulf Stream, then ?" I asked.
"No, my boy, thank goodness, we're a long way from that; but if you're anxious to see the Gulf-weed I told you about, we're now in its native home, a region called the Sargasso Sea." "The Sargasso Sea!" I repeated.

"I never heard of that before." "No, I don't suppose you have," replied Captain Miles in answer to my implied question.