CHAPTER XIV. A VOICE IN A DREAM. Entirely free from ice? No. It would have been premature to affirm this as a fact. A few icebergs were visible in the distance, while some drifts and packs were still going east. Nevertheless, the break-up had been very thorough on that side, and the sea was in reality open, since a ship could sail freely. “God has come to our aid,” said Captain Len Guy. “May He be pleased to guide us to the end.” “In a week,” I remarked, “our schooner might come in sight of Tsalal Island.” “Provided that the