And all the next day and all the next it went on. It went on till one could hardly even remember a time before it had begun. And there always had to be three men at the tiller and it was as much as three could do to keep any kind of a course. And there always had to be men at the pump. And there was hardly any rest for anyone， and nothing could be cooked and nothing could be dried， and one man was lost overboard， and they never saw the sun.
When it was over， Eustace made the following entry in his diary：
September