“Man overboard! All hands on deck!” cried Raymond, as he passed into the cabin, and proceeded to open the doors of all the state-rooms occupied by the crew.
“What is the matter?” asked Mrs. Frisbone, coming out of her room.
“Man overboard, madam,” replied the second officer.
“Man overboard! Who is it?” asked the terrified lady.
“I’m sure I don’t know who it is, madam.”
As it was a “man overboard,” it did not occur to her that the unfortunate person could be her sister; but, fearing that the invalid might be alarmed at the unusual noise, she went to her room, and found she was not there.
“Where is my sister?” asked Mrs. Frisbone, very much startled by the discovery she had made.
“I don’t know, madam,” replied Raymond. “I saw her walking on the hurricane-deck a while ago. I will see if she is there now.”
The second officer left the cabin; and, finding the captain on the upper deck, he asked if he had seen Miss Rodwood.
“She is overboard,” replied the captain.