"Yes, sir, if I may."
"All right—up she goes."
The coffin was put in the wagon, and the boys got up behind, while the driver said "Git up" to his team, and "rattled his bones over the stones" to the Cunard docks.
When the steamer was reached, the steam was up, and, as usual on such occasions, the greatest confusion prevailed.
The body was hoisted on deck, and the boys were permitted on board to see it safely stowed away; but once on the ship, they took advantage of the confusion to wander through the ship, being hugely pleased with all they saw.
Suddenly a bell rang.
"Ship off!" cried Charley. "Make haste—this way; we shan't get ashore if we don't look sharp."
Friends were taking leave of friends, and passengers were rushing about in all directions.
In the crowd Tommy was separated from Charley Barker, and, as might have been expected, from him, he took the wrong turning and got lost in the saloon.
While he was trying to find his way out the gang-plank was drawn up, the cable slipped, and the huge ship began steaming down the bay.