Guinness Stout and the Count of Maraschino had a hot argument over the meaning of “load water line,” the Count maintaining that there was no such thing. They appealed to the Captain, who told them they were both wrong, and that A wins the box of fudge.
[43] ]The water-cooler has been emptied four times since noon, and the boys are now eating the ice. The Captain has put everybody on quarter rations, and the Steward is serving cracked ice in capsules, only one to a customer.
Tom Ginn has again been put in irons for demanding an Angora pousse cafe.
No casualties to date, barring one passenger, name unknown, who was badly punctured by stepping on a starboard tack.
[44] ]Shortly before midnight a mix-up of red and green lights off the weather bow had the Captain going for a minute. It turned out to be a cut-rate drug-store.