Miraculous deliverance

When the water was drained from the boat and, upon a cursory examination, its bottom turned out to be intact, the fugitives could take a breath. The master's retinue had long since stripped off their armor and folded it at the stern. The sun was so hot that it was impossible to work in hot armor, and from whom could they protect on the high seas? In addition, when working, it was necessary to bend strongly, and with an imprudent movement it was easy to be overboard, and the iron would instantly drag its owner to the bottom.

The Master looked at the sun. While they were scooping water from the boat, it managed to go halfway from the zenith to the horizon. A few more hours - and it will start to get dark. And I didn't want to stay at sea for the night.