The demon of the sea has me in his gripe." "Can I do anything for you ?" "Nothing at present, Joe.

What art can minister to a stomach diseased?
I must wait patiently, and it will wear off.

Don't you feel any of the symptoms ?" "Oh, no--I feel bully," said Joe.

"I've got a capital appetite." "I hope you will be spared.

It would be dismal for both of us to be groaning with seasickness." "Shall I stay with you ?" "No--go on deck.