Now how did he know?
And he never staggers nor seems in danger of being rolled away.

On the contrary, such a surplus of surety of balance has he that time and again he lent his surplus to me.

I begin to have more respect, not for the sea, but for the men of the sea, and not for the sweepings of seamen that are as slaves on our decks, but for the real seamen who are their masters--for Captain West, for Mr.Pike, yes, and for Mr.Mellaire, dislike him as I do.
As early as three in the afternoon the wind, still a gale, went back to the south-west.

Mr.Mellaire had the deck, and he went below and reported the change to Captain West.
"We'll wear ship at four, Mr.Pathurst," the second mate told me when he came back.

"You'll find it an interesting manoeuvre." "But why wait till four ?" I asked.
"The Captain's orders, sir.