with eyes that I dare say were wild enough with fever and insomnia. “It’s the burning of the Lady Jermyn!” I cried. “It’s the faces and the shrieks of the women; it’s the cursing and the fighting of the men; it’s boat-loads struggling in an oily sea; it’s husbands and wives jumping overboard together; it’s men turned into devils, it’s hell-fire afloat - “
“Stop! stop! ” he whispered, hoarse as a crow. I was sitting up
with eyes that I dare say were wild enough with fever and insomnia. “It’s the burning of the Lady Jermyn!” I cried. “It’s the faces and the shrieks of the women; it’s the cursing and the fighting of the men; it’s boat-loads struggling in an oily sea; it’s husbands and wives jumping overboard together; it’s men turned into devils, it’s hell-fire afloat - “
“Stop! stop! ” he whispered, hoarse as a crow. I was sitting up
