CHAPTER XXIII.
Some moments later I met Captain Corsican, and told him of the scene I had just witnessed. He understood, as well as I did, that the situation of affairs was growing more and more serious. Ah! could I have foreseen all that would happen, how I should have longed to hasten the speed of the "Great Eastern," and put the broad ocean between Fabian and Harry Drake!
On leaving each other, Captain Corsican and I agreed to watch the actors in this drama more narrowly than ever.
The "Australasian," a Cunard steamer, running between Liverpool and New York, was expected this day. She was to leave America on Wednesday morning, and therefore would not be long before passing us. A watch was kept; however, she did not come in sight.
About eleven o'clock the English passengers organized a subscription on behalf of the wounded on board, some of
