"Captain Webber!" cried Mr. Chitterwick, blinking.
"Yes, yes?"
"I feel queer."
Mr. Goeblin clutched at his stomach.
"So do I!"
"And me!"
Captain Webber looked back at the fields, then at Mr. Greypoole. His mouth twitched in sudden pain.
"We feel awful, Captain!"
"I'm sorry, gentlemen. Follow me to your ship, quickly." Mr. Greypoole motioned curiously with his hands and began to step briskly.