"Had any sleep?"
"Yes, sir."
"Had breakfast?"
"Rather, sir," replied the Sea Scout, wondering why the Scoutmaster should take such a personal interest in his welfare.
"Right-o!" continued Mr. Armitage. "Take an hour's trick at the wheel. I'll give you the course. Hepburn will relieve you. Now, carry on."
Having carefully pointed out the course, and knowing that Woodleigh should have no difficulty in taking the Olivette past the Mouse and through the West Swin as far as the Maplin Beacon, Mr. Armitage turned in on the leeward locker in the engine-room and was soon fast asleep.
He had confidence in his boys. Much of their instruction at home consisted of chartwork. He had always insisted that for coastal navigation the ability to read and understand a chart was of paramount importance; more so, in fact, than a knowledge of the compass, except, of course, in foggy weather.
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