t's going on. Whatever happens, you are not to leave her."

"I wish you'd get somebody else, sir," said Tucker, very respectfully.
"There's a lot of chaps aboard that'd like the job."

"You're the only man I can trust," said the captain shortly. "When I
give you orders I know they'll be obeyed; it's your watch now."

He went out humming. Chrissie took up a book and sat down, utterly
ignoring the woebegone figure which stood the regulation three yards
from her, twisting its cap in its hands.

"I hope, miss," said the boatswain, after standing patiently for
three-quarters of an hour, "as 'ow you won't think I sought arter this
'ere little job."

"No," said Chrissie, without looking up.

"I'm just obeying orders," continued the boatswain. "I always git let in
for these 'ere little jobs, somehow. The monkeys I've had to look arter
aboard ship would frighten you. There never was a monkey on the Monarch
but what I was in charge of. That's what a man gets through being
trustworthy."

"Just so," said Chrissie, putting down her book. "Well, I'm going into
the kitchen now; come along, nursie."

"'Ere, I say, miss!" remonstrated Tucker, flushing.

"I don't know how Susan will like you going in her kitchen," said
Chrissie thoughtfully; "however, that's your business."

The unfortunate seaman followed his fair charge into the kitchen, and,
leaning against the door-post, doubled up like a limp rag before the
terrible glance of its mistress.

"Ho!" said Susan, who took the state of affairs as an insult to the sex
in general; "and what might you be wanting?"

"Cap'n's orders," murmured Tucker feebly.

"I'm captain here," said Susan, confronting him with her bare arms
akimbo.

"And credit it does you," said the boatswain, looking round admiringly.

"Is it your wish, Miss Chrissie, that this image comes and stalks into
my kitchen as if the place belongs to him?" demanded the irate Susan.

"I didn't mean to come in in that way," said the astonished Tucker. "I
can't help being big."

"I don't want him here," said her mistress; "what do you think I want
him for?"

"You hear that?" said Susan, pointing to the door; "now go. I don't want
people to say that you come into this kitchen after me."

"I'm here by the cap'n's orders," said Tucker faintly. "I don't want to
be here--far from it. As for people saying that I come here after you,
them as knows me would laugh at the idea."

"If I had my way," said Susan, in a hard