He hurried down the cabin steps, and came breezily into the cabin, to see at a glance the state of affairs.
“Why, Jack, my lad, this is cowardly,” he cried.
“Don’t, sir, don’t,” groaned Edward. “I said something like that. Don’t you, sir, or you may be took bad too.”
“Why you ought to be able to stand a little sea-going, my man,” said the doctor; “this is a break down. Here, make an effort and go to your berth.”
“Make an effort, sir? I couldn’t do it even if the ship was a-sinking.”
“Nonsense!”
“It’s true. I’m afraid it’s all over, and Sir John will want another man.”
“There, jump up and go to your berth. You share the same cabin as the cook and steward, don’t you?”
“I was to, sir, and it was a very small place, but there’ll be more room for them now.”
“Nonsense, I tell you; jump up.”