He pointed to the huge rampart of ice right across the inlet, and said quietly:
“A man needs to be well educated in the ways of nature in the north to navigate his ship. Our only hope now is—”
“Let’s talk of that when we have studied nature’s daily wants,” said the doctor, smiling. “We are safe, are we not?”
“Oh yes,” said the captain bitterly, “we are quite safe now.”
Chapter Twenty Four.
The Northern Prison.
As the doctor said, il faut manger, and, in spite of all they had gone through, their appetites were so sharp-set that they made a most hearty repast, and were ready to declare themselves prepared to encounter anything.
Steve thought that this was rather boastful, and due in a great measure to the fact that they all, himself included, felt that, for the present at any rate, they had no danger to encounter, but he said nothing.