But when the fourteenth night had come, as we were driven back and forth in the Adriatic Sea, about midnight the sailors surmised that they were drawing near to some land.
So the shipmaster came to him, and said to him, *What do you mean, sleeper? Arise, call on your God! Maybe your God will notice us, so that we won't perish.*
For in an hour such great riches are made desolate.' Every shipmaster, and everyone who sails anywhere, and mariners, and as many as gain their living by sea, stood far away,