“And try means do. Hooray, sir, I’m going to tell the captain as you’re quite well, thankye, now, Amen.”
“Not quite well, Barney.”
“Ay, but you are, sir. But I say, Master Syd.”
“What?”
“You never said your grace.”
Chapter Twenty.
The cure was complete, and two days later Syd had almost forgotten that he had been ill. The weather was glorious, and as they sailed on south and west before a favouring breeze, life at sea began to have its charms.
Every day the ocean seemed to grow more blue; and pretty often there was something fresh to look at, fish, or bird wandering far from land.