Chapter 21: Blindfold to Memmert

⁠​​​‌​​​​​‌‌‌‌‌‌‌‌​​‌​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​‌​​⁠“Here she comes,” said Davies. It was nine o’clock on the next day, October 22, and we were on deck waiting for the arrival of the steamer from Norddeich. There was no change in the weather—still the same stringent cold, with a high barometer, and only fickle flaws of air; but the morning was gloriously clear, except for a wreath or two of mist curling like smoke from the sea, and an attenuated be