And they fell asleep.
But the vessel began to rock and, waking, they saw that a storm had risen.
"Quick," said the Villain, "we must get down out of danger, for if we sit here we shall be swept overboard."
But Kernel Cob who loved all sorts of adventures didn't want to go.
"I love to be in danger," said he.
"That's not sensible," said Sweetclover. "There is enough danger in the world without looking for more of it. Come, let us go."
And the storm grew worse and worse, and the vessel was rolling and it was with great difficulty that they could stand.
And now something very sad was about to happen, something I would like not to tell you, but it really happened, so I must.
As Sweetclover stood up to move she slipped and fell upon the deck and would have rolled overboard if the Villain hadn't caught her, but alas! his generous action brought about his own misfortune for the vessel lurched at that moment and he was carried down to the side and before he could regain his balance he was swept overboard.
There was no time to stand there, for nothing could be done and sadly Kernel Cob lifted Sweetclover and carried her below.