pon our sail-cloth, they would scarcely,
at first sight, have hesitated to pronounce us dead.

My sufferings were terrible; tongue, lips, and throat were so parched
and swollen that if food had been at hand I question whether I could
have swallowed it. So exasperated were the feelings of us all, however,
that we glanced at each other with looks as savage as though we were
about to slaughter and without delay eat up one another.

The heat was aggravated by the atmosphere being somewhat stormy. Heavy
vapours gathered on the horizon, and there was a look as if it were
raining all around. Longing eyes and gasping mouths turned involuntarily
towards the clouds, and M. Letourneur, on bended knee, was raising his
hands, as it might be in supplication to the relentless skies.

It was eleven o'clock in the morning. I listened for distant rumblings
which might announce an approaching storm, but although the vapours had
obstructed the sun's rays, they no longer presented the appearance
of being charged with electricity. Thus our prognostications ended in
disappointment; the clouds, which in the early morning had been marked
by the distinctness of their outline, had melted one into another and
assumed an uniform dull grey tint; in fact, we were enveloped in an
ordinary fog. But was it not still possible that this fog might turn to
rain?

Happily this hope was destined to be realized; for in a very short time,
Dowlas, with a shout of delight, declared that rain was actually coming;
and sure enough, not half a mile from the raft, the dark parallel
streaks against the sky testified that there at least the rain was
falling. I fancied I could see the drops rebounding from the surface of
the water. The wind was fresh and bringing the cloud right on towards
us, yet we could not suppress our trepidation lest it; should exhaust
itself before it reached us.

But no: very soon large heavy drops began to fall, and the storm-cloud,
passing over our heads, was outpouring its contents upon us. The shower,
however, was very transient; already a bright streak of light along
the horizon marked the limit of the cloud and warned us that we must be
quick to make the most of what it had to give us. Curtis had placed the
broken barrel in the position that was most exposed, and every sail was
spread out to the fullest extent our dimensions would allow.

We all laid ourselves down flat upon our backs and kept our mouths wide
open. The rain splashed i