“And we ought to have been on deck to help you, sir,” said Steve at last.
“No, my lad, I sent word for you to stay below; man or boy could not help us then. We could only wait.”
“But we are safe?”
“For the present, yes.”
“And where are we?”
The captain smiled faintly.
“Where are we?” he said. “That’s more than I can tell. In the ice, Steve, and for aught I can tell, right up somewhere toward the North Pole.”