It was a long, shuddering sneeze that Harriet Burrell uttered. She feared it had not only attracted the attention of the man or men on board the sloop, but awakened her companions as well. The faint noises on deck continued as before. No sound came from the cabin.
"Thank goodness, no one heard me," she muttered. "Why is it that one has to sneeze when she doesn't want to, I wonder? I—" She started at sound of a low voice close at hand speaking her name.
"Harriet, ith that you?"
"Tommy, what a start you gave me! When did you wake up? What are you doing here?" questioned Harriet in a whisper.
"That ith what I wath going to athk you. What ith it?"
"Sh-h-h! You will waken the others."
"If you didn't wake them up with that thneeze nothing but a club will wake them." Tommy crept close to her companion. "You thee thomething, don't you?"
"Not much. The night is too dark. I can see the outlines of the 'Sue' over there, but that is about all."
"Ith anything the matter with her?"
"I think not."