John Conroy Hutcheson, The Ghost Ship — Chapter Fourteen… (1901)
“ Cap’en Applegarth, at your service!” “The deuce! I was forgetting. We passed you last night, I remember now! and you’re the captain?” “Aye!” replied the skipper, not quite making out what the other was driving at. “I’m captain of this ship!” “Merciful Heavens!” cried the rescued man, falling on his knees on the deck and bursting into a passion of sobs. “Thanks be to God! Yes, thanks be to God! You will save her, captain. You will save her?” The skipper thought the evident suffering he had gone through had turned his brain. ”
