Sail Ho! A Boy at Sea - George Manville Fenn

“Not as I hold much with having ladies on board, my lad,” the old fellow once said. “They’re okkard an’ in the way, unless they’re the same kind as Miss Denning—I mean Mrs Frewen, bless her heart!—for it was like havin’ of a hangel with us. But I say, Mr Dale, sir,” he added with a chuckle; “her brother didn’t like the doctor, bein’ a bit jealous like; but I says to Neb Dumlow and Barney when they first come aboard,—‘You see if them two don’t make up a match.’”

“You did, lad,” said Barney.

“That’s so,” said Neb.

For they did; but all through that voyage such an idea never entered my mind. I was a boy then, on my first long voyage. A perilous one too. And would I go through it again? No, not for untold gold. I don’t know though. Yes! I would—if once more I were a boy.

The End.