Will he not suffer from neglect of his wound ?" "Suffer?
No more than under a leech ashore.

All that can be done, has been.

There are men aboard able to treat any ordinary wound.

His was a clean knife thrust, which has been washed, treated with lotion, and bound up.

No leech could do more." "And my quarters--will they be aft ?" "You will have your choice of those at port.