"Yes, boatswain; do we not know that navigators have always been able to frequent the Antarctic waters until the month of March?"
"Not at such a latitude. Besides, there are precocious winters as well as precocious summers. The fine season this year was full two months in advance, and it is to be feared the bad season may come sooner than usual."
"That is very likely," I replied. "After all, it does not signify to us, since our campaign will certainly be over in three weeks."
"If some obstacle does not arise beforehand, Mr. Jeorling."
"And what obstacle?"
"For instance, a continent stretching to the south and barring our way."
"A continent, Hurliguerly!"
"I should not be at all surprised."
"And, in fact, there would be nothing surprising in it."
"As for the lands seen by Dirk Peters," said the boatswain, "where the men of the Jane might have landed on one or another of them, I don't believe in them."
"Why?"
"Because William Guy, who can only have had a small craft at his disposal, could not have got so far into these seas."
"I do not feel quite so sure of that."
"Nevertheless, Mr. Jeorling—"
"What would there be so surprising in William Guy's being carried to land somewhere by the action of the currents? He did not remain on board his boat for eight months, I suppose. His companions and he may have been able to land on an island, or even on a continent,
