just as the wooden box passed on the waves,John caught the cold,wet body of the little cat.Titty and Susan pulled,and slowly John's body came back into the cockpit.the little cat was in his hands.John gave it to susan,took the tiller again,and turned the Goblin back on her course.he had his captain's job to do.the little cat lay still in susan's hands,too exhausted and too cold to move.'we'll take it down into the cabin and get it warm and dry.we've got a bottle of milk,too,'said susan.
Roger put some milk onto a saucer and titty help the cat's head close to the milk.it opened its mouth and a thin pink tongue came out,and went in again.the cat couldn't move its head enough.susan put a drop of milk on her finger and help it to the cat's mouth.