For the people who have never traveled across the Atlantic the voyage is a fantasy. But for the people who cross it frequently one crossing of the Atlantic is very much like another, and they do not make the voyage for the 81 of its interest. Most of us are quite happy when we feel 82 to go to bed and pleased when the journey 83 . On the first night this time I felt especially lazy and went to bed 84 earlier than usual. When I 85 my cabin, I was surprised 86 that I was to have a companion during my trip, which made me feel a little unhappy. I had expected 87 but there was a suitcase 88 mine in the opposite comer. I wondered who he could be and what he would be like. Soon afterwards he came in. He was the sort of man you might meet 89 , except that he was wearing 90 good clothes that I made up my mind that we would not 91 whoever he was and did not say 92 . As I had expected, he did not talk to me either but went to bed immediately.
I suppose I slept for several hours because when I woke up it was already the middle of the night. I felt cold but covered 93 as well as I could and tries to go back to sleep. Then I realized that a 94 was coming from the window opposite. I thought perhaps I had forgotten 95 the door, so I got up 96 the door but found it already locked from the inside. The cold air was coming from the window opposite. I crossed the room and 97 the moon shone through it on to the other bed. 98 there. It took me a minute or two to 99 the door myself. I realized that my companion 100 through the window into the sea.