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all to a pint a day.
    â€œA pint a day.” Reb saw that Dave was thinking of water, too. “I sweat more than that!” He was sitting across from Jake, sunburned and obviously miserable.
    Reb glanced at Sarah and Abbey. The girls were seated under a shelter that the boys had rigged for them out of an extra sail. They had fared somewhat better than the rest, being out of the direct rays of the sun. But as Reb studied them, he saw misery in Abbey’s eyes and a lack of hope in Sarah’s.
    â€œIt’s pretty bad, Jake,” he murmured. “I didn’t want to say anything in front of everybody, but if we don’t get some help pretty soon, I don’t know what’ll happen to us.”
    Jake was too miserable even to answer that. It seemed to be impossible for him to keep his eyes open. The burning sun reflected off the water, and he kept squinting them shut. “Wish I had a pair of good sun-glasses,” he muttered.
    â€œI wish a lot of things,” Dave said. “Mostly I wish we’d never got on that ship in the first place.”
    Wash said, “So do I. I think Goél’s forgotten us this time for sure.”
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    The day passed more slowly than any day Josh had ever known. Everyone just lay about the boat. From time to time one of them checked one of thefishing lines, but the bits of dried meat that they were using as bait had not attracted anything at all.
    Josh was as miserable as the rest physically and worse off emotionally, for he still was suffering from their recent failure. “Sarah,” he said one time, “if I’d just led us better, we wouldn’t even be here.”
    â€œYou can’t know that, Josh!”
    â€œI don’t think we would. We wouldn’t have been chased off in the first place. And we could have gotten home easier if we hadn’t tried to go by ship. It’s all my fault.”
    Sarah and Josh were sitting at Gus’s feet, and Gus told him, “Try to look at the bright side.”
    Both looked up in astonishment at such a comment from their gloomy friend.
    â€œIf we don’t die of sunburn,” Gus went on, “we’ve got a good chance of living through this—unless another storm comes, of course.”
    â€œWell, I’m about ready for another storm. At least we’d get some water to drink out of it,” Sarah said. She licked her cracked lips. “I know we’ve been in bad spots before, but this is about as bad as any.”
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    That day passed and the night and the next day. The sun still was a pale wafer that sent its searing beams down upon them. The boat still seemed to be glued to the surface, not moving an inch.
    When it came time to portion out food and water again, Gus said, “Well, time for lunch.” He did not even bother to tie down the tiller. No breeze was stirring, anyway.
    He took out the box that contained their food and handed each of them a piece of dried meat and a chunk of bread, hard as the boat itself.
    No one was greatly interested in the food. It was tasteless and dry. But when Gus ladled out a small portion of water into each one’s cup, they all watched avidly.
    Abbey drank hers at once in spite of Dave’s saying, “You’d better sip it, Abbey. It’ll do you more good that way.”
    â€œI can’t help it. I’m so thirsty.” Tears came to her eyes. “And that little bit didn’t even help.”
    â€œHere, you can have some of mine, Abbey,” Sarah offered.
    â€œNo, I’m just selfish. Always have been.”
    â€œNo more than any of the rest of us,” Wash said. Then he glanced up at the sail. “What wouldn’t I give to see that sail begin to flap around.”
    Sarah drank her water a sip at a time. She held each sip in her mouth as long as possible. At least it moistened her lips. She wanted to save some for later, but the temptation to drink it all now was too great. She