Both had been ill, and both had been closely confined to their cabin during the entire voyage, partly on account of their being prisoners of war, and partly on account of their illness.

On one occasion, but on one only, the captain had escaped from his cabin during the night.

Willis might, therefore, have seen him once, but that he had seen him oftener was only a dream.
"It appears, then," said Littlestone, "that my illness has left this unfortunate tendency to sleep-walking.

I shall, therefore, place myself in your hands, Master Jack; perhaps you may be able to chase it away." "I will do my best, captain; and I think I may venture to promise a cure." Willis was sorry for the captain's sleeplessness, but he was glad that the mystery hanging over them both had been so far cleared up.

His visions and dreams had been a source of constant annoyance to him; but now that their origin had been discovered, he felt that henceforward he might sleep in peace.
After a rapid run, the sloop cast anchor off the Cape.