"What in the world is that ?" shouted Captain Spark above the din of the storm.

"Is some one overboard ?" "Sounds like Mr.Tarbill," replied the mate, putting his lips close to the captain's ear, so as to be heard.
"Maybe something has happened to him," suggested the commander.
"Better look after him, Mr.Carr.

We shall do very well for the time being.

We've got her before the gale now, and she's scudding along very nicely." Once the first fury of the storm was past, and it settled down to a steady blow, Captain Spark knew how to handle his vessel.

Mr.Carr went below.