"When the wind rose and the waves broke into the cutter he reefed the sail, and managed her wonderfully well.
"Still he never spoke.
"A shower fell, and Viola and myself collected the water and had a good drink.
"Another time snow fell.
"This also we collected and put into the barrel.
"Time after time a fresh can of meat was placed out for us.
"But we ate very sparingly.
"I think at this period the man's senses were returning to him, for soon after he spoke.
"He told us he did not know where we were, but trusted it was off the coast of Siberia, and that we had every chance of being picked up.
"He said that his name was Charlow, and that he had been mate of a brig that had been wrecked, but he had gone mad through misery, loneliness, and want.