On account of there being no place ready for us to sleep, we were given temporary quarters in the forward end of the deckhouse, immediately over the pump room on the main deck. There was only one very narrow bunk here, possibly eighteen inches wide, which my wife and Nita occupied. For myself I picked out a nice soft iron plate on the floor and slept on that. The only means of ventilation here was a square hole in the roof or ceiling, probably eight inches square. There was, I believe, some kind of ventilator attached to this opening outside. There was an iron-bound rule enforced at all times on the _Wolf_, that no light from any source should be visible on the deck. All doors were fitted with a patent mechanism so that when the door was opened the electric light current was broken and consequently the light went out. Immediately on closing the door the light would come on again. This made it necessary to sit in the dark if we wanted to have either the port hole or door open for fresh air, and if the door was closed, in a very short time the air became actually suffocating. On several occasions the temperature, with the door and port hole open, was 104° F. at night, so it can be imagined just how hot it was when the door had been closed for ten or twenty minutes. The first night none of us slept a wink, owing to the excitement of the day and the incessant hammering and knocking of the air pumps and ice-making machines immediately under our feet. This made the fourth night since we had been captured that my wife did not get a wink of sleep. Fearing complications from this loss of sleep, I called on the German doctor and finally made him understand the situation. He gave me a powder for her and asked if he should visit her. Thinking possibly that under the circumstances the near approach of a German, even a doctor, would do more harm than good, I told him I did not think it necessary. Doctor Hausfelt, the senior surgeon of the _Wolf_, prior to the outbreak of the war, was a specialist in women's nervous diseases and was the head of a clinic at the Hanover University. The doctor spoke French and Italian fluently but could not speak the English language, although he read it very well. He insisted that we be moved the following morning further down the deck, to a room similar to the one we were in, but much quieter. In reality, although quieter, this room was hotter than the one forward. The bunks, of which there were two, one for the wife and one for Nita, were fastened to the iron engine room bulkhead, and the mattresses that lay up against this wall absorbed a great deal of this heat, making them very uncomfortable. I slept on the floor, which was concrete laid over the iron deck, and although very hard was really cooler, by a good deal, than the bunks.