As the jib and flying-jib were run up, the ship began to move through the water, and De Forrest was called aft again to help set the spanker. In a few moments everything was drawing, and the ship went off on the port tack. The starboard watch had the deck, and the port watch went below to attend to their lessons again. The commodore was obliged to leave his pretty friend, who preferred to remain on deck. De Forrest was one of the two hands at the wheel, in charge of a quartermaster, and his mortification was as long continued as it was deep.
"I didn't see you again after you left us yesterday, Mr. De Forrest," said Julia.
"You will excuse me, but I am not allowed to talk with any one while at the wheel," stammered he.
"His conduct was such that I declined to permit him to return, and I promised to explain the matter to you," interposed the principal.
And he did explain the matter in full, and in the culprit's hearing. De Forrest could not help seeing that he had sunk to zero in the estimation of the fair girl, who, after this, hardly looked at him. At eight bells the commodore came on deck again, and entertained Miss Gurney, till the squadron anchored off Neufahrwasser, the port of Danzig, at an early hour in the afternoon.
"I am sorry we have arrived so soon," said she, when the ship had anchored.
"Why?"
"Because I suppose I must leave you now."
"Aren't you tired of going to sea?"
"No, indeed! I think it is so delightful!"