In such a dense fog nothing could be seen. It was useless to hang up lamps.
There was danger of a collision between the huge steamer and the little schooner.
Where would the Flying Fish be in such an emergency?
That was the question.
All hearts began to beat high.
CHAPTER III.
THE COLLISION.
Professor Mole was cooler than any one else.
He helped himself to a glass of wine and smiled blandly, blinking through his eye-glasses.
When we say cooler, we are alluding to the state of his mind, not of his body.