Dan had started away to obey the captain's command. At that he turned, retracing his steps.
The captain laid a hand on his shoulder.
"My lad, I am proud of you. I know you would much prefer to remain on deck and do your duty as you see it. There is another side to this matter, however. Your duty just now lies in getting yourself into shape for the morrow. You are in no condition to work. You have done quite enough for one day."
"I feel perfectly well, sir."
"I know you think you do, but turn in and get a good night's rest. I shall require your services further in this matter, if you are able to get up in the morning. That will be all."
Dan saluted and walked off, but it was evident, from his hesitating steps, that he was reluctant to do so.
"That boy is all nerve," nodded the captain. "He has more pluck than any two men on this ship, and that is saying a good deal. Ord'ly, tell the surgeon I desire to speak with him when he is at leisure."
"Yes," agreed the executive officer. "Davis and his red-headed friend are both a credit to the service."