The only Japanese left on board were some stewards, cooks, and the stewardess.  A German chief mate and chief engineer replaced the Japanese, and other posts previously held by the Japanese were filled by Germans and neutrals.  The times of meals were changed, and we no longer enjoyed the good meals we had had before our capture, as most of the good food had been transferred to the Wolf. Chota-hazri was done away with, except for the ladies; the meals became much simpler, menus were no longer necessary, and the Japanese cooks took no more trouble with the preparation of the food.

However, on the whole we were not so badly off, though on a few occasions there was really not enough to eat, and some of the meat was tainted, as the freezing apparatus had got out of order soon after the ship was captured.

There was no longer any laundry on board, as the dhobi had been killed.  Amateur efforts by some Japanese stewards were not successful, so the passengers had to do their own washing as best they could.  They were helped in this by some of the young boys sent on board.  The walls of the alley-ways were plastered with handkerchiefs, etc., drying in Chinese fashion, the alley-ways became drying-rooms for other garments hung on the rails, and ironing with electric irons was done on the saloon tables.  Some of the men passengers soon became expert ironers.

We steamed gently on a south-westerly course for about five days, and on the succeeding day, October 12th, changed our course many times, going north-east at 6.30 a.m., south-east at 12.30 p.m., north-east again at 4 p.m., and north at 6.30 p.m., evidently waiting for something and killing time, as we were going dead slow all day.  The next morning we had stopped entirely; we sighted smoke at 10.20 a.m.—­it was, of course, the Wolf, met by appointment at that particular time and place.  She came abreast of us about 11.20 a.m., and we sailed on parallel courses for the rest of the day.  She was unaccompanied by a new prize, and we were glad to think she had been unsuccessful in her hunt for further prey.  She remained in company with us all next day, Sunday, and about 5 p.m. moved closer up, and after an exchange of signals we both changed courses and the Wolf sheered off, and to our great relief we saw her no more for several days.  There was always the hope that when away from us she would be seen and captured by an Allied cruiser, and always the fear that, failing such happy consummation, when she came back to us we might again be put on board her.  The Germans seemed to have a perfect mania for taking photographs—­we were, of course, not allowed to take any, and cameras were even taken away from us—­and one day Lieutenant Rose showed me photos of various incidents of the Wolf’s cruise, including those of the sinkings of various ships.  I asked him how he, a sailor, felt when he saw good ships being sent to the bottom.  Did he feel no remorse, no