He found Mr.Tarbill in the main cabin, pacing to and fro and starting nervously at every unexpected lurch of the ship.
"Is it blowing?
Is the ship going up or down ?" asked the nervous passenger.
"Is what blowing ?" "The Jilla-Jilly wind!" "The Jilla-Jilly wind ?" repeated the mate in wonder, thinking Mr.
Tarbill might be out of his head.
"Yes, Bob told me about it.

It blows up and down and is liable to take one up Into the clouds or down into the ocean." "What nonsense! Look here, Mr.Tarbill, that was one of Bob's jokes.

I'll scold him for this." Yet, secretly, the mate was not sorry that Bob's trick had been effective in getting the frightened man off the deck.
"Then there isn't any such wind ?" "Of course not.

Don't be frightened." "Is the ship in any danger ?" "Well, to be honest, I can't say that she is not.

There is always danger in a storm such as this is, particularly near Cape Horn.
But we're doing our best." "Oh! I knew something was going to happen!" "What's going to happen ?" asked the mate.