6 p.m.
`` My darling Topmast , '' it began . `` Wind moderate , S.S.E. by E. + 10 ° C. 6 bells , watch below . I can not express in words what I feel on this voyage during which I shall not see you . When we kedged out -LRB- at 6 p.m. while a strong gale blew from N.E. by N. -RRB- I felt as if a belaying pin were suddenly being driven into my chest and I actually had a sensation as if a chain had been drawn through the hawsepipes of my ears . They say that sailors can feel the approach of misfortune . I do n't know whether this is true , but I shall not feel easy until I have had a letter from you . Nothing has happened on board , simply because nothing must happen .