But yesterday the darling of the public; and now, in the words of our national bard:" "'-- Now lies he here, And none so poor to do him reverence.' "You are familiar with the works of Shakespeare, sir?
Your speech, if you will allow me to say so, suggests a respectable education." "I have dipped into them," answered the Major inattentively, absorbed in his own woes.
"My consolation is, this will get into the newspapers; and then let these ignorant ruffians beware!" "The newspapers! God forbid!" The Major shuddered.
"Ha ?" Mr.Sturge drew back in dark surprise.

"'Tis the language of delirium.

He raves.

What ho, without there!" he called aloud.
"What the devil's up ?" responded a voice from the darkness behind the Major's head.

It belonged to a marine standing sentry outside a spare sail which shut off the _Vesuvius's_ sick bay from the rest of the lower deck.
"A surgeon, quick! Here's a man awake and delirious." "All right.