“Come in out of the sun, matie. Take a drink of water, do, and lie down. I’ve been touched that way myself once or twice. Just take it easy and you’ll get over it.”
[CHAPTER XV]
MAKING A BOAT
“Say, what’s the matter with you?” burst out Abe. “Do you think I’m crazy, Joe?”
“There, there now. It’s all right. You’ll be over it in a little while. Just lie down,” begged his mate.
“He sure does,” murmured Abe smiling. “He sure thinks I’m touched in the head. Ho! Ho! That’s a good one. Joe thinks I’m crazy!” and he laughed heartily.
Joe looked at Tom, and shook his head sadly. Even Tom himself began to believe that perhaps the hardships of their position, and the horror of what might come, had turned the sailor’s brain. But his laugh seemed natural.
“I’m all right!” insisted Abe, seeing that they were looking at him curiously.
“Then what do you mean by that talk about a smaller boat, and leaving the derelict?” demanded Joe half angrily.