There was considerable rocking and he told himself the ship must be hitting rough water. He sensed that the ship was going down along the trough of a high wave, and then there was a jarring feeling and that was probably another high wave crashing against the ship, taking it up again. He decided it was a really bad storm and the ocean was plenty mean and if it got much worse the ship would capsize and sink. It might be a good idea for him to go up on deck and see what was happening. Maybe he ought to wake Doris and tell her the ship was in trouble. He called her name but couldn’t hear his own voice, only the roar of the storm that was smashing the ship.
Then it was as though there was no storm, the storm had passed and the ship had sunk. Somehow he had been rescued and they were taking him
