He was still startled by its extreme vivacity and liveliness.

"Julian Peveril, help! Julian Peveril!" The sounds still rung in his ears--the accents were those of Alice--and he could scarce persuade himself that his imagination had deceived him.

Could she be in the same vessel?
The thought was not altogether inconsistent with her father's character, and the intrigues in which he was engaged; but then, if so, to what peril was she exposed, that she invoked his name so loudly?
Determined to make instant inquiry, he jumped out of his hammock, half-dressed as he was, and stumbling about the little cabin, which was as dark as pitch, at length, with considerable difficulty, reached the door.

The door, however, he was altogether unable to open; and was obliged to call loudly to the watch upon deck.

The skipper, or captain, as he was called, being the only person aboard who could speak English, answered to the summons, and replied to Peveril's demand, what noise that was ?--that a boat was going off with the young woman--that she whimpered a little as she left the vessel--and "dat vaas all." His dream was thus fully explained.