About noon
The torments of famine are all forgotten : our thoughts are concentrated with fevered expectation upon the longed-for moment when Curtis shall dole out the scanty measure of lukewarm water that makes up our ration . O for one good draught , even if it should exhaust the whole supply ! At least , it seems as if we then could die in peace ! About noon we were startled by sharp cries of agony , and looking round I saw Owen writhing in the most horrible convulsions . I went towards him , for , detestable as his conduct had been , common humanity prompted me to see whether I could afford him any relief . But before I reached him , a shout from Flaypole arrested my attention . The man was up in the mast , and with great excitement pointing to the east .