bout. Your man's worse."

"What, Edward?" cried Sir John, staring. "I saw him forward there
chatting with the sailors not long ago."

"Yes, and now he's in his berth talking to himself about what a donkey
he was to come. Who knows! perhaps it will be our turn next."

But it was not, although it began to blow hard from the west, and the
sea crew rougher as the yacht dashed on.

But the next evening Edward was about again, looking rather pale, but
very proud and self-satisfied, as he went to Jack's berth.

"Don't you feel any better yet, sir?" he said.

"No; can't you see how ill I am?" replied Jack faintly.

"Ah, that's because you don't try to master it. Hasn't Doctor Instow
told you that you ought to try and get the better of it?"

"Yes; but what is the use of telling me that?" groaned Jack, with his
eyes shut; but he opened them directly and gazed discontentedly at the
man, as if feeling that it was hard and unfair of fate to let the
servant recover while the master was so ill. "Are you quite well
again?"

"Me, sir? Oh yes, sir," said Edward carelessly.

"And I--I feel as if I shall never live to go far."

"Ah, that's the way of it, sir, I felt just like that; but you'll come
all right again before you know where you are. Like me to get you a bit
of anything, sir? The kitchen place is splendid, and the cook would
knock you up something nice in no time. What do you say to an omelet,
sir?"

Jack ground his teeth at the man, and then closed his eyes and feebly
turned his back.

"Poor chap, he has got it bad," muttered the convalescent, as he went
out of the cabin on tip-toe. "But I don't think he's quite so bad as I
was, after all."

CHAPTER NINE.

"WHEN THE RAGING SEAS DO ROAR."

Jack Meadows started up in his berth with a great fear upon him, and he
started down again with the great fear turned for the moment into a
great pain, caused by his having struck his forehead sharply, for about
the tenth time, against the top of his berth.

"Am I never going to recollect what a miserable, narrow, boxed-up place
it is," he said to himself angrily.

Then the fear came back, and he rolled out feeling confused and
horrified.

He had turned in over-night without undressing, further than taking off
jacket, waistcoat, and boots, so that he was almost dressed, for he had
lain down in terror to rest himself so as to be quite ready if an alarm
was given that the yacht was sinking; and he knew now t