"More than we want."
"I don't like to trouble you with my questions, Mr. Royle; but I am very, very anxious."
"Of course you are; and do not suppose that you can trouble. Ask me what you will. I promise to tell you the truth."
"If you find that you cannot pump the water out as fast as it comes in, what will you do?"
"Leave the ship."
"How?" she exclaimed, looking around her.
"By that quarter-boat there."
"But it would fill with water and sink in such waves as these."
"These waves are not going to last, and it is quite likely that by this time to-morrow the sea will be calm."
"Will the ship keep afloat until to-morrow?"