tide must have got rapidly along. I could not sing:--

"I'm on the sea, I'm on the sea,
I am where I would ever be;
With the blue above, and the blue below,
In silence wheresoe'er I go."

Silence there certainly was, but instead of the blue above and the blue
below, there was pitchy darkness. The long sleep and the perfect rest
had taken away all the pain which I had at first felt, except an
uncomfortable sensation in one of my ankles.

When I was fairly aroused I again began to feel very hungry, so I ate
one of my buns. I could have bolted the other, but I was becoming
wonderfully prudent, and I knew that if I did so I might have nothing
else to eat. All this time I had remained perfectly silent, for the
reasons I have before given. I had become accustomed to the atmosphere,
and I suppose that some fresh air must have come through some unseen
apertures which enabled me to breathe without difficulty. It was
sufficiently close, however, to make me feel drowsy, and having eaten
the bun, I again dropped off to sleep.

I awoke with a horrible nausea, such as I had never before experienced.
The sensations I experienced in the old vault were nothing to it. The
air there, as I mentioned, was perfectly pure, besides which I was then
upon solid ground; now I felt an unpleasant movement, sometimes a sort
of plunging forward, then a rise and fall, and then a rolling from side
to side, though being close to the keel I didn't experience this so much
as if I had been on deck. It was quite sufficient, however, to make me
feel terribly sick.

Oh how wretched I was! Didn't I repent of having gone down into the
hold. I would ten thousand times sooner have been perched on the
highest stool in the darkest corner of Mr Butterfield's counting-house
than have been where I was. I was too miserable to cry out. I only
wished that the ship would strike a rock and go down, and thus terminate
my misery.

I need not describe what happened. For hours I was prostrate; but at
length the feeling of sickness wore off, and I again became not only
hungry but thirsty in the extreme. I would have given anything for a
draught of water; but how was I to obtain it. One thing I felt was,
that if I could not I should die. Though I was hungry I could not
masticate the smallest portion of my bun, but I tried to arouse myself
and began once more to move about. As I did so my hand came in contact
with what appeared to be a large cask.