And I made ready to lie down, when I thought of his sweater I was wearing. I unbuttoned my oil jacket to get at it. "It's colder already, skipper, and you will be needing it."
"No, it is you will be needing it, Simon. Being on my feet, d'y' see, I can thrash around and keep warm."
"But will you call me and take it if it grows too cold, skipper?"
"I'll call you when I want it—lie down now."
"A wonderful calm night, full as quiet as last night, skipper," I said, "only no harm in this night—no gale before us on the morrow."
"No, Simon," he said—"naught but peace before us. But lie down you, boy."
"And you''ll call me, skipper," I said, "when my watch comes?"
"I'll call you when I've stood my full watch. Lie down now."
I lay down, meaning to keep awake. But I fell asleep.
I thought I felt a hand wrapping something around me in the night, and I made to sit up, but a voice said, "Lie down, boy," and I lay down and went to asleep again.