Throughout the night, the wind remains to the southwest and the Mariam begins to make fair progress. Then, not long after the party rises, a light breeze begins to pick up from the south. Soon the ship is moving along as a faster clip, until the southwest cape of the Island of Chios appears ahead. After the noon hour passes, the weather continues to be pleasant but it verges on warm, as the wind from the south gives an unmistakable muggy, subtropical odor. The ship runs with the wind through the early afternoon, until the Captain orders that you travel west to retain the advantage of reaching with the wind. Chios quickly disappears off the starboard stern.
By then, there is a moderate breeze blowing, about 14 knots. It is a firm, stiff wind, and the sails are full as the ship plows on through the Aegean. With the evening, as the sun approaches the west horizon, the slight warmth of the day gives again to a generous pleasant evening. At eight, an island appears ahead: Psara, with the mountain of Kimiseos rising on its right-hand side.
The Captain gives orders to heave to, to sail the Mariam nearer the island. He gives as his reason the need to collect a passenger from the island. As the sun sets, the ship has moved into the very edge of the harbor; there is a village you can see on the shore, where a few dim, distant lanterns hang upon the exterior of the houses.
Perhaps the party attempts to speak to the Captain, but he is taciturn and unwilling to speak.
It is Wednesday, the 19th of April. It is pleasant but a moderate breeze continues to blow from the south.
Do remember to eat two pounds of food today each, and yesterday also. The mess is not open to the party; you are eating your own food.