"When did he go ?" "About 'arf an hour ago," said Mr.Tasker; "just after the storm.

I suppose that's what caused it, though it seems funny, considering what a lot he must ha' seen at sea.

He said he'd go straight to bed and try and sleep it off.

And I was to ask you to please not to make a noise." Miss Drewitt swept past him and mounted the stairs.

At the captain's door she paused, but the loud snoring of a determined man made her resolve to postpone her demands for an explanation to a more fitting opportunity.