It began to grow dark and the little world of the Goblin seemed even smaller than in the fog. The wind was still blowing hard but the Goblin sailed on smoothly. Even Susan began to feel better. Nobody had fallen overboard, and sooner or later the night would end. The sun would rise,the wind would drop, and they would sail back to Harwich. Susan and Titty didn't feel seasick any more. John's arms ached with steering. but he felt much happier. Roger was hungry and wondered if everyoue had forgotten about supper.