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Chapter 22—The Storm Continues
Chapter 22—The Storm Continues Scarcely had the Great Eastern tacked and presented her stern to the waves, than the pitching gave way to perfect steadiness; breakfast was served, and the greater part of the passengers, reassured by the ship’s stillness, came into the dining-rooms, and took their repast without fear of another shock. Not a plate fell off the table, and not a glass emptied its contents onto the cloth, although the racks had not even been put up. But three-quarters of an hour later the furniture was set in motion again, and the crockery clattered together on the pantry shelves, for the Great Eastern had resumed her westerly course, which for the time had been interrupted. I went on deck again with Dr. Pitferge, who, seeing the man belonging to the dolls, said to him: “Your
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