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we be all dead men; not one of us can be saved." And he fell to

weeping and all of us wept for his weeping and also for our

lives; and I said, "O Captain, tell us what it is the look out

saw." "O my Prince," answered he, "know that we lost our course

on the night of the storm, which was followed on the morrow by a

two days' calm during which we made no way; and we have gone

astray eleven days reckoning from that night, with ne'er a wind

to bring us back to our true course. Tomorrow by the end of the

day we shall come to a mountain of black stone, hight the Magnet

Mountain;[FN#257] for thither the currents carry us willy-nilly.